God her love is true, but I guess it isn't?

While she lays sleeping, I stay out late at night and play the songs and sometimes all the nights can be so long...
its good when I finally make it home, all alone, while she lays dreaming, I try to get undressed without the light
And quietly she says how was your night?
I come to her and say, it was all right, and I hold her tight and she believes in me, Ill never know just what she sees in me
I told her someday if she was my girl, I could change the world with my little songs, I was wrong
but she has faith in me, and so I go on trying faithfully....and who knows maybe on some special night, if my writed is right I will find a way, find a way...

While she lays waiting, I stumble to the kitchen for a bite, then I see my old guitar in the night
Just waiting for me like a secret friend, and theres no end while she lays crying, I fumble with a melody or two And Im torn between the things that I should do and she says to wake her up when I am through,
God her love is true...

And she believes in me? Ill never know just what she sees in me I told her someday if she was my girl, I could change the world with my little writeds, I was wrong....
But she has faith in me, and so I go on trying faithfully and who knows maybe on some special night, if my song is right.......
I will find a way, while she waits... while she waits for me?!