Ink On The Page

Some days I'm ink on the page
Waiting for someone to read me away
Into a story, or into a poem
Sometimes I get lost in the margins alone
I was left by some folks on the road
who were trying to find their way home
like a bell in a tower that nobody rings
I’m an unfinished song that nobody sings
Ink on a page, notes in the air,
words on the mind that really don’t care
Lift me up, write me down,
Figure out what I say
Ink on a page
Won't you take me away
My mistakes are the best parts of me
Lost letters that no one can see
I’m lifted and sifted, and then cast aside,
and nobody knows where the ink likes to hide
Ink on a page, notes in the air,
words on the mind that really don’t care
Lift me up, write me down,
Figure out what I say
Ink on a page
Won't you take me away
These words find me drifting today
looking for someone who might want to stay
here for a while, a moment or two,
I’m ink on the page here waiting for you
Lift me up, write me down,
Figure out what I say
Ink on a page
Won't you take me away