Guitar in the Corner

There's a guitar in the corner
 That used to have a song
 I would hold it while it played me
 And I would sing along
 There was a happy song about her
 Loving me like I loved her
 But the strings no longer ring
 And things are not the way they were
 Now when I need a song
 My mind goes back where I belong
 When I'm not there
 And the future is not clear
 And the past is just a smoke ring in the air
 And that guitar in the corner
 Just waits there by the wall
 Standing guard and thinking
 A new song might come to call
 And free us from this minor key
 That we both been living in
 And we'll pick up where we left off
 And play some songs again
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 Now when I need a song
 My mind goes back where I belong
 But I'm not there and the future is not clear
 And the past is just a smoke ring in the air
 And that guitar in the corner
 Just waits there by the wall
 Standing guard and thinking
 A new song might come to call
 And free us from this minor key
 That we've both been living in
 And we'll pick up where we left off
 And play some songs again
 There's a guitar in the corner
 That used to have our songs
 I would hold it when I played it
 And I would sing along