Scars on My Guitar
Oh, many hands exchanged with a smile
And the warmth at your fingers
Sometimes burned
And it's good to know that you're mine
And it's good to know that you're mine
All mine
And I see through the scars
Motion pictures, oh, they sublime
Many friends with eyes of shooting light
They're spreading fire, keeping it alive
Keeping it alive
Take me again
Rushing down my spine
You shed your skin for me to feed
Beautifully, you're sacrificed
Born again to a different life
Oh, many hands exchanged with a smile
And the warmth at your fingers
Sometimes burned
And it's good to know that you're mine
And it's good to know that you're mine
All mine
Take me again
Rushing down my spine
You shed your skin for me to feed
Beautifully, you're sacrificed
Born again to a different life
