I Turn to My Guitar - Jesse Winchester

The woman in my dream, too beautiful to touch

And I’m afraid to speak, I may say too much

Then I’ll begin to plead and I’ll begin to pray

And show the fool I am and she’ll just run away

I turn to my guitar and touch her silver strings

Oh, the more I hurt, the prettier she sings

I live on the Earth and love is on a star

If I can’t have love, I’ll turn to my guitar

The lovers from my past have vanished in the wind

But they come to my room to see my now and then

The kiss me on the cheek and tell me «Please don’t cry.»

They say they love me still and then they say goodbye

You hold me to the fire and you read me like a book

I’m older than I act and younger than I look

And knowing me so well, you know it’s no surprise

To see it isn’t love but pity in your eyes