[Verse]
An empty paper in front of me
And the pen that is supposed be the link between
My thoughts and the written word

I always believed that I could write about anything
But I am always lost, somehow
Wrong, somehow and I can't find the way
To release the poetry I hide in the closet deep inside

And why do you hear these words
When I have nothing to say?
I am only trying to complete this song
So you can see, see that I don't know

That I don't know the way to find the words
In given time, time to find a rhyme
But all I do is write these empty lines
Though, I wish that I could