Hayden. Between Us To Hold. Zeneszám

I taught you to play guitar last night.
We'd been sick for days and we were stuck inside.
And I held your arm as you hit the strings
I rest your fingers down and started to sing.

And the heater was shaking 'cause the city was cold.
And my favourite guitar was between us to hold.
And I held your arm as you hit the strings
I rest your fingers down and started to sing.