stroke me like that fender

did you knew that the sound of your heart
always made me fall apart
... that i always wanted  to stay
but my fits do as i walk away
the drum and strokes of your fender
always make me limber but i love how you hold me in your hands
like you play the key of piano .....
god , i hate the middle of the night
in  a stolen moment
i fell in coma , insomnia
just because of argument
rem sleep and visual dreams
but all i remember was
that music scene -