When His Guitar Cries

His guitar cries with passion tonight.... The master's been hurt again; Love died... or made a fool of him, Now his guitar must bear the pain Each note, each chord that leaves your strings Are tears he is holding in; Choking his throat, clouding his eyes, Dear friend, don't turn your back to him He's hearing voices in the wind, They're filling the night with lies; They say his only friend is you... Why won't he look in my eyes! I'm jealous when he holds you close, His hand, caressing your neck; From the shadows, I offer my love.... He'll take none of it.... not a fleck So cry, guitar, help share his pain, You're the friend he holds most dear; Holding you close, he confides in you, Through every heartache.... every tear I'll not cry for him.... I sang my song, But my message went astray; And so I'll go back to the shadows..... Cry, guitar, cry..... as I walk away.....