Now you’re gone
And you won’t come back
I feel so lonely
My thoughts are all black
Maybe you’re up there now,
With the angels in the sky
But I keep on thinking, keep on asking
Why, dear guitar, why?
Why did you have to leave me
I think of you all day
I just want to be with you
Hear a song and play
*we moesten voor school een afscheidsrede schrijven, dus ik heb dit gedichtje geschreven... voor mijn gitaar! ;)*