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Empty pages I am only a pen Waiting for You to write a story Empty stages I am just the instrument in Your hands You're the One before me 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 make a masterpiece out of the mess of me You're the Creator and I will be Your canvas (Your canvas) I'm 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 now 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 make a masterpiece out of the mess of me You're the Creator and I will be Your canvas (Your canvas, Your canvas, Your canvas) Letras de cancionesYour canvas (Your canvas, Your canvas, Your canvas) I'm the pen and You're the poet The instrument, You're composing I'm just a vessel You're the source I'm a seed that You have planted 'Cause You're the vine and I'm the branches I'm just a vessel You are the source (Your canvas, Your canvas, Your canvas) You turn a melody into a symphony You're the Creator and I will be— From Letras Mania