Lyrics for the song! I picked it up, six strings in my hands, Dreams of stages, faraway lands. Fingers stumble, chords don’t sound right, But I'll keep playing through the quiet nights. Calloused hands, but my heart’s alive, Every note’s a step, I’ll thrive. (Chorus) Oh, it’s a dance of my heart and the strings, Falling in love with the joy it brings. Melodies born from the highs and scars, Learning guitar under midnight stars. First it’s G, then I find the D, Fumbling through what might someday be. A song that whispers, or one that shouts, Telling my story, what life's about. Broken strings won’t bring me down, Every mistake builds my sound. (Chorus) Oh, it’s a dance of my heart and the strings, Falling in love with the joy it brings. Melodies born from the highs and scars, Learning guitar under midnight stars. The rhythm’s raw, the tune’s not clean, But there’s beauty in the in-between. With every strum, I’m chasing dreams, Writing my life in chords unseen. (Chorus) Oh, it’s a dance of my heart and the strings, Falling in love with the joy it brings. Melodies born from the highs and scars, Learning guitar under midnight stars. So here I’ll stay, with my old guitar, Building my world from where I start.
Lyrics for the song!
I picked it up, six strings in my hands,
Dreams of stages, faraway lands.
Fingers stumble, chords don’t sound right,
But I'll keep playing through the quiet nights.
Calloused hands, but my heart’s alive,
Every note’s a step, I’ll thrive.
(Chorus)
Oh, it’s a dance of my heart and the strings,
Falling in love with the joy it brings.
Melodies born from the highs and scars,
Learning guitar under midnight stars.
First it’s G, then I find the D,
Fumbling through what might someday be.
A song that whispers, or one that shouts,
Telling my story, what life's about.
Broken strings won’t bring me down,
Every mistake builds my sound.
(Chorus)
Oh, it’s a dance of my heart and the strings,
Falling in love with the joy it brings.
Melodies born from the highs and scars,
Learning guitar under midnight stars.
The rhythm’s raw, the tune’s not clean,
But there’s beauty in the in-between.
With every strum, I’m chasing dreams,
Writing my life in chords unseen.
(Chorus)
Oh, it’s a dance of my heart and the strings,
Falling in love with the joy it brings.
Melodies born from the highs and scars,
Learning guitar under midnight stars.
So here I’ll stay, with my old guitar,
Building my world from where I start.
Puuuuf… temazo!!! 😍😍
me ha relajado, una melodía tranquila, la música 🎵 es muy bonita
so good 😊😊😊
Me encanta!!