Behind This Guitar

Well, I love the crowds, love the towns Love the way my life's gone down The way it has I get to sing and chase my dreams But, like they say, with all good things There's strings attached Don't get me wrong, my life's a song You know me, I belong Girl, where you are But from time to time, it feels like I'm Trapped and somehow stuck behind This guitar Behind this guitar is just a boy Who had a dream in his heart Behind this guitar is just a guy That can't believe he got this far When I was a kid and the other kids Were doin' what most kids did Well there I was Sittin' on the edge of that twin bed Pickin' till my fingers bled And it got in my blood That's not to say I didn't fish or play Goof around and act my age And be home by dark But from eight or nine to here tonight I pretty much grew up behind This guitar Behind this guitar is just a boy Who had a dream in his heart Behind this guitar is just a guy Who can't believe he got this far Well, I've always said that I've been blessed What I mean is anybody's guess Well, I don't know But I'm well aware the man upstairs Could have answered any other's prayers And let mine go But thanks to Him, my family friends And those who've got me where I am You know who you are Now, with that in mind, the truth is I'm Not the only one behind This guitar