Blue Guitar

Blue guitar Fortune of my ways, making of my days New chord Counting up the ways, happiness is lazy If you don't know the song If you can't put the words to the tune Tell the rhyme from the reason What should it matter to the fool or the dreamer? New hope Travellers in a storm, finding love is warm New day The world has just begun, our eyes have seen the sun If you don't know the way If you can't see the wood for the trees Taste the wine from the water Well, what should it matter to the fool or the dreamer?