I'm sitting here staring at a blank screen
Not a single thing is coming to my mind
No thoughts, no rhythms, nothing to be seen
Maybe I'm not meant to write today
Maybe it's a sign
Just empty space fills my head
Crickets chirping in the background
If only I could write a really good song instead
Not a single thing that can be found
I wish I could put pen to paper
Maybe something will come to me later
Maybe even this will be a waste of time
Maybe it's a sign
But I'll keep going, coz it's just words I need to find
This is the first time this has happened to me
I was lucky in a way I didn't know
Everyday words would just flow out of me
So strange to me, my mind not going Ready, Set, Go
I wish I could put pen to paper
Maybe something will come to me later
Maybe even this will be a waste of time
Maybe it's a sign
But I'll keep going, coz it's just words I need to find
I never understood writer's block
It's such a very strange feeling
But I'm still here giving it a shot
Maybe I'm getting signs that I'm not seeing
I wish I could put pen to paper
Maybe something will come to me later
Maybe even this will be a waste of time
Maybe it's a sign
But I'll keep going, coz it's just words I need to find