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Backstory:

This idea came to me to write a song about a singer/songwriter who is on the road a lot but loves and misses his wife.                                                              

Lyrics:

                                                  
You Are The Strings
copyright 2017 by Charles V. Hayden
 
In this hotel room tonight a ticking clock sounds so loud and clear
The smell of cigarettes linger in the air
And this king sized bed feels way too big for me
I hold your picture as close as my music as I slowly fall asleep

(chorus)
 
You are the strings to my guitar, though once again I'm on the road
As I go from town to town singing our love songs
You are the missing part
of my acappella heart 
You're the strings to my guitar     
 
I love the dimple on your chin and every freckle on your cheeks
And how you start runnin' after you've tickled me
And I always catch you cause there's no finish line
But I'm only gonna love you one day past the end of time

(chorus)
 
You are the strings to my guitar, though once again I'm on the road
As I go from town to town singing our love songs 
You are the missing part
of my acappella heart 
You're the strings to my guitar
 
(bridge)
 
I love the screaming crowds
I thank them whenever I can
But honey I want you to know
That I'm your biggest fan

(chorus)
 
You are the strings to my guitar, though once again I'm on the road
As I go from town to town singing our love songs 
You are the missing part
of my acappella heart 
You're the strings to my guitar