The snow is fallin’ on the ground,
but there isn’t any sound, but my voice singing to you.
I keep strumming my guitar,
thinking it’ll take me real far,
but the truth is, this guitar’s not takin’ me anywhere,
it’ll be my own heart that’ll guide me there.

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This guitar is my disguise,
through my fingers I can laugh and cry.
Someday soon I’ll fly away,
but I’ll be here playin’ until that day.

The rain and thunder’s all around,
but I’m not frightened by the sound,
‘cuz I have got this instrument and it’s my shield and my friend.
‘Cuz breathin’ life will come and go,
but this wood and wire’ll be here for every show.

Chorus

Now that the storm has passed,
I let go of all my fears
and I clutch harder to my friend
who has been here through all the years.
‘Cuz when music became a friend,
a friend I could embrace,
I knew that by following it,
I am headed in the right way.

Chorus