Met a girl in high school
She used to sing and I played for her
I wanna tell her how I feel but I can't
That's what it means being a teenager
We spent the whole day listening to music
And she knew what I wanted to say
As she walked away I whispered her name
And I said it all away
Be the voice of my guitar
Be the light in my darkest hour
Be the one I'll hold under the stars
While I'll write this story of ours
She looked at me and started to sing
I knew this time won't come again
Doesn't matter if this love is young
Cause I have her in my arms in the rain
(Now will you)
Be the voice of my guitar
Be the light in my darkest hour
Be the one I'll hold under the stars
While I'll write this story of ours