My guitar feels like a stranger in my hand.

For the first time in my life, I feel like the music has left my heart.

Where has it gone?

Has the beauty in my soul died?

I broke your heart today….and it broke mine.

I was a MerryMaker.  I was a Dreamer of Dreams.

With you gone, who will fill my heart with what I miss?

Who is this?

Where has my music gone?

Somewhere, she weeps in the night for me.  Do I really care?