From the recording Guitar Strings Pen Paper

A song about the songwriters muse

Lyrics

It Seems To Me
I'm under your spell
That feeling inside
I know it so well

Guitar strings pen paper
Its the start of a broken heart

Your eyes your voice
The stories you tell
I'm sure that you could
Sell ice into hell

The taste of your lips
Nights in my room
You're the reason I sit
Here writing this tune

Guitar strings pen paper
Its the start of a broken heart