Canvas

Empty pages, I am only a pen Waiting for You to write the story Empty stages, I am just the instrument In Your hands, You're the one performing So have Your way, put on a show 'Cause I'm worth nothing on my own You turn a melody into a symphony The painter and I will be Your canvas You'll make a masterpiece out of the mess of me You're the Creator and I will be Your canvas (Your canvas) Now a flower, I was only just a seed You planted and watered in the garden You give me life, You give me hope You're all I need and nothing more I'm just a vessel, You are the source You turn a melody into a symphony The painter and I will be Your canvas You'll make a masterpiece out of the mess of me You're the creator, I will be Your canvas (Your canvas, your canvas, your canvas) Your canvas (Your canvas, your canvas) I'm a pen and You're the poet The instrument that You're composing I'm just a vessel, You're the source (oh-oh, your canvas) I'm a seed that You have planted 'Cause You're the vine and I'm the branches I'm just a vessel, You're the source (you're the source) (Oh-oh, your canvas) (Your canvas) You turn a melody into a symphony You're the creator and I will be