There's a guitar in the corner That used to have a song I would hold it while it played me And I would sing along It was a happy song about a girl Loving me like I loved her But the strings no longer ring And things are not the way they were Now when I need a song My mind goes back where I belong When I'm not there and the future is not clear And the past is just a smoke ring in the air And that guitar in the corner Just waits there by the wall Standing guard and thinking A new song might come to call And free us from this minor key That we both been living in And we'll pick up where we left off And play some songs again There's a guitar in the corner That used to have a song I would hold it while it played me And I would sing along