"Inside My Heart" Instructional Guitar

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I had a dream a week or so ago that I was in a shop and there was a beautiful new guitar for sale there.  The guitar had the ability to teach one the song "Inside My Heart" by Iona by lighting up the strings and frets in different colors to indicate what should be played.  There was a picture of the album cover for Journey Into the Morn on the guitar, the album on which "Inside My Heart" appears.  It was incredibly beautiful as it lit up the instructions.  When I was younger I asked my guitar teacher to teach me to play this song but he said that it was too complicated so maybe my brain, 20 years later or so, came up with this unusual solution.

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