The Last Song
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 wrong somehow 
Wrong somehow 
And I can't find a 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 
I'm given time 
Time to find a rhyme 
But all I do is write these empty lines 
Though I wish that I could
Autor(es): Dan Swanö
