Old guy, Old guitar, Old progressions, Old melodies, Old Love.
An Old Love Song
(c) Sean McGaughey Feb. 1, 2019
Slow fingerpicked ballad
C Am Dm G etc, etc...
We talk about the weather. We talk about the game
We gossip about people only famous for their fame.
We question the newscast. What's he on about again?
But no truer words were spoken, when I whisper your name.
Shoulders brush in passing, as we go about our day.
Hug and peck at the door, as we head out on our way.
Reminisce on love's first days, each touch a flame, a spark
With whispers and caresses, shared undercover (..in the dark).
Old fires burn slowly, not as hot and white as new
They radiate a steady warmth, constant and true
C Am Dm G
I guess this is an old love song, but in my heart it's true
These words are pale reflections of what I share with you