Michael´s old guitar

Micheal is a young boy with a beautiful smile
Each day he went to the beach
With his guitar and a block
There he stayed for hours and wrote pretty melodies
I have always loved to follow him and don´t let me be seen by him
And just lie myself down on the sand

*Just hear him playing that old guitar
Made me laugh with no reasons
I loved the way he sang*

It was the only moment I can say I really loved
Watch him play his guitar
Was looking someone realeasing himself
And I felt somehow liberating myself too
I lie me down on the sand

*Chorus

But that young boy have never more sang
The bills came him over and he haven´t time to concentrate
And I guess that was exactly what has happening to him
He let to dream the day he let to play
I lay me down…

*Chorus

I still remember his voice singing over the wave´s ocean
The beautiful sounds of his six strings playing
I´m sure the sounds of his music today are tears crashing down the floor
Poor Michael he have let to dream
He have let what he loved aside cause of troubles
And now he find no way back to his home

*Chorus

Now I sit on the beach with no sang in the wind
Without the sound of his strings playing a melody
I´m feeling sad and confused
Oh… Michael why have you let to dream?
Why have you let them make you forget your love?