Another Song for a Blue Guitar

She comes apart at the seams cause she never dreams And she lays up awake cause her feelings ache And the one thing she found as she gazed at the sea Was that she lost her faith, her faith in me In the early morning I can't make up a thing And I can barely play, I don't like to sing So I picked up my brush painted blue guitar And I ripped off the chords from Bron-Yr-Aur So I played her a song but the timing was wrong Poor choices of chords and the words were forced And the one thing that I found as I gazed at the sea Was that she lost all hope, all hope in me And the one thing that I found as I looked at the sea Was that she lost all hope, all hope for me And the one thing that she found as she gazed at the sea Was that she lost her faith, her faith in me