A music man played me
one lonely night,
like a fine tuned guitar
and it was alright,

he brought forth from me
a tune just he could hear
he listened as he played,
to a beat, so clear,

from a soul lain quiet 
much to long,
this music man played
a dreamy nights song,

then when he finished,
he put me away,
packed me up and left
the very next day.

So here's where I sit
until someone comes along,
and I hope that he'll play

more than just one damn song.