There’s a guitar by my bed
I don’t know how to play it
a poet kissed my lips
I don’t know how to say it
rising water at my door
I don’t know how to stay it
they passed an ugly law
I don’t know how to obey it
But I do know you
But I do know you
But I do know you
There’s a guitar by my bed
I don’t know how to play it
a monster in the cave
I don’t know how to slay it
that whisper in the dark
I don’t know how to pray it
knotted hands behind my back
I don’t know how to fray it
But I do know you
But I do know you
But I do know you
There’s a song in my heart
think I know how to sing it
iron bell in the night
I’m in a rush to ring it
hammer in my hand
you know I’m gonna bring it
because I know you
yes I know you
I said I know you
There’s a guitar by my bed
think I’ll learn how to play it
- I hear this as a bluesy Mick Jagger song, something with a little slide guitar (only a little) and maybe saxophone at the end.
