Between Us To Hold de Hayden Panettiere

I taught you to play guitar last night.
We've been sick for days, and we were stuck inside.
And I held your arm as you hit the string.
I pressed your fingers down and started to sing.
And our heater was shaking cause the city was cold.
And my favourite guitar was between us to hold.
And I held your arm as you hit the strings.
I pressed your fingers down and started to sing, sing.