Autoharp - Hooverphonic

You are my autoharp

I push every button on your body

I push the A minor, the E flat, the F major

And especially the C sharp 7

You are my autoharp

I play every string in your mind

And even when I play them very loud

They keep in tune

But how will they sound soon

You are my autoharp

I bought you in a pawn shop in Virginia

You were cheap but in good condition

Longing for someone to take you on an exotic trip

You are my autoharp

I carried you all over the world

In my hard case called the heart

You’re the reason for my blood to keep running

Through my veins every album again