Song for the Girl (WDE)

Not a poem, but a song. I would absolutely love to hear this accompanied by guitar so...
If any of you know anyone who can sing, play acoustic guitar and who is willing to record this as an mp3 or a youtube video then please, please send them my way. Male or female I don't think it really matters.

Song for the Girl (WDE)

In a world of paper dreams
Inside a long forgotten book
A myriad of streams
Lead to a pebble spattered brook

It isn't where we met
Or where we ever plan to meet
Just a place where we got wet
And paddled with our feet

You didn't dance around
To my soft-plucked guitar string
I didn't smile at the sound
Of the song you didn't sing

It was a lovely summer's day
That was never meant to last
Now the colours fade away
And drift into the past

Not every story has an unexpected twist
This is my song for the girl who doesn't exist
An ode to all the chances we never got to kiss
This is my song for the girl who doesn't exist
Yeah, my song for the girl...
Who doesn't exist

In a world of paper people
With feelings monochrome
I didn't find you waiting
Didn't see how much you'd grown

You didn't cast your eyes upon me
And recognize me in a glance
It didn't invoke the memory
Of our blissful summer dance

We didn't grin like children
And fall into each others arms
You didn't see me longing
For your neverending charms

You didn't whisper you still loved me
Softly in my ear
And when you found I had to leave
You didn't cry a crystal tear

This is my way to tell the world that forever you'll be missed
This is my song for the girl who doesn't exist
An ode to every time on a shooting star I wished
This is my song for the girl who doesn't exist
Yeah, my song for the girl...
Who doesn't exist

In a world of paper houses
From a long forgotten song
A place I never lived
Where I know that I belong

The only colour remaining
A deep and crimson red
Around an old man dying
Sad and lonely in his bed

He didn't cry in agony
Didn't shout aloud your name
You never did exist
And so tonight he dies in vain

And when the angels stand before him
Think of all the tales he'll tell
Not knowing if he's destined
For heaven or for hell

How can I waste my time chasing all the dreams I missed
This is my song for the girl who doesn't exist
An ode to crystal tears still clenched tightly in my fist
My final song for the girl who doesn't exist
Yeah, my song for the girl...

© Charon 2009