Music

When I pick up my instrument, 

I feel as if all my fears melt away,

Everything and everyone slowly fade,

That’s when I begin to play.

I feel as if all my fears melt away,

Its as if the music the music is holding me tight,

That’s when I begin to play,

I am drifting away to another world.

Its as if  the music is holding me tight,

Like its guiding me through the song,

I am drifting away to another world,

The music fills my ears, fills my soul.The music fills my ears, fills my soul.

Like its guiding me through the song,

Helping my fingers move along,

The music fills my ears, fills my soul,

Music helps me live, music helps me love.