Empty Pages, Full Heart

An old notebook sits beside me, Its pages white and still. So many words I never wrote, So many dreams I will. Your picture's tucked between the lines, Like autumn pressed in time. But every empty page I turn Leaves yesterday behind. The story isn't over. I've only reached a new beginning. Empty pages, full heart. That's where my healing starts. Every tear became a sentence. Every scar became an art. I don't need the past to hold me Or your love to play its part. I've got empty pages, mm, And a full forgiving heart. Mm. The morning sun through open blinds Paints gold across the floor. The woman in the mirror smiles Like she has smiled before. I write about the quiet strength that carried Me this far. Not every love is meant to last, But every love leaves stars. Every ending holds a promise If you're brave enough to read it. Empty pages, full heart. I'm writing home today. The ink no longer falls like tears. It washes fear away. Every chapter makes me stronger. Every sunrise plays its part. I've got empty pages And a full believing heart. If tomorrow brings another love, I'll meet it without fear, Because I finally found the woman I was searching for all these years. No more living in the margins. No more hiding in the dark. I'll write my name in bold again, Right across my heart. Oh, Empty pages, full heart. Now every line feels true. The life I thought was over Was only breaking through. I'll keep writing toward tomorrow Where hope and faith won't part. I've got empty pages And a full forever heart. The notebook gently closes. The morning fills the sky. Empty pages, a full heart, And a brand-new reason to fly.