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if she wonders

I took a break behind the bar Just resting on a beat up car Strumming on my old guitar And she came walking by Playing music in the night With only me in the moonlight I saw her moving to my right The third time she came by I play music to the air It's nice that no ones there It's not something that I share It's for me, the moon, the stars she sat down with out a sound she sat cross legged on the ground there was no one else around I now played my song for one I watched her as she closed her eyes beneath the moon and starry sky I wonder if she'd realized my singing now was done she came out to hear me play almost every single day this was the first time she did stay and I made sure that she heard the songs I sang in broken parts were songs of love and broken hearts but to love, you must fall to start and that was in my words she never said a thing to me she'd come on out where I could see and I give a show for free but it never grew from there time has passed and I still play the girl has grown and gone away I sometimes wonder where she is today and if she wonders...
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roger-turner
Canadian
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Written by
roger-turner
Canadian
Published
Mar 27, 2014
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#love#words#girl#moon#time#stars#music#night#guitar#bar#songs#car#musically#concert
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