For Jonathan and the rest of Music 4 Medford
Where'd you learn to sing the blues so well?
I didn't see it in your brown eyes or the sweetest smile
Yet, guitar in your arms, you're spilling out all that caused you pain
Could you say that every single day,
you can strum that guitar and sing your troubles away
So loud, yet no one cares to comprehend your song
Maybe they're like you, Jonathan
They start to crowd when there's a sad song on
They nod to the words and say, "Sing on, John!"
No end to the sorrow, I listen in disbelief
Could you say that every single day
You can strum that guitar and sing your troubles away
So loud, yet no one cares to comprehend your song
Maybe they're like you, Jonathan
Where'd you learn to sing the blues you do?
Are you another poor boy? Part of the crew?
You've got more weight in your words than you probably even know
Could you say that every single day
You can strum that guitar and sing your troubles away
So loud yet no one cares to comprehend your song
Maybe you're like them Jonathan
Seeing your future slip away
but it will all come back if you continue to play
I sit here hoping you'll do the best you can (you can!)
Maybe we'll like you, Jonathan
such a moving piece of art by such a great artist...i can't wait to hear you on the radio one day Marikagreeka!!!
Sincerely,
Lpviii
lpviii 1 year ago
What a wonderful song! Your student, Jonathan, must be very talented, and he's also very lucky to have a song written about him!
WholeMusicLessons 1 year ago