MUSEIC
It was raining outside, I was dry of inspirationTrying to find a means of motivation
then you came along and I came up with this song
id been waiting so long, for the writers block to stop
I had read a thousand books, on how to write a catchy hook
paid experts to look at how to get out my rut.
I found the books were all wrong, there is no formula for song.
You are my muse
You are the only one i want to write about
You are my muse
You are the only one i want to write about
And right about now, i choose to write about you my muse
So when you gave me you this gift of spontaneity
Given for free, I can create what i need
And the bliss within your smile, gives me a lift, then you provide
Enough words to write a novel in a night
Now I don’t need to rely, on what the highstreet can provide
I was going to buy, you some chocolates and some wine
but the supermarkets can’t produce a barcode for the truth.
You are my muse
You are the only one i want to write about
You are my muse
You are the only one i want to write about
And right about now, i choose to write about you my muse
for Emma. x
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