My love for you is hateless like a newborn's reality
the comfort that you bring keeps my sanity strong
every time I pluck at your stringy personality
my soul begins to vibrate the most joyous of songs
you've been more than helpful in times of despair
the friendliest of friends when God wasn't there
when my lonely thoughts wander to a cynical place
you remind me of compassion and its beautiful grace
my hate for you is lifeless because it doesn't exist
it wasn't born to begin with so you're nothing but loved
you're a delight to my ears, as well as to my lips
I may kiss you with my hands but I hold you in my heart
playing you is an art and the art is to listen
tune in to the silence and play what is missing
the magic that you work on my mind is so real
it's no wonder that you have such lovable appeal