Blank Page

Walking like a blank page, you make me fill in all of your lines (Can't read)
I can't read you, so I'll write
I can't read you, I'll fill in your lines
I scribble words until my feet spiral dirt
I climb up clouds to get a glimpse of what you're like behind closed doors
Your paper body pressed on mine everyday
I pen the story that I, I pen the story that I like
Footprints leaving ink behind (Ooh)
Wrote your face too close to mine (Ooh)
And maybe something more
Walking like a blank page, ink sprawled on the floor
As you are, I want you as you are
Your paper skin pressed on me tight, your papers limbs pressed on mine
Your paper skin pressed on me tight
So tight, so tight
One page ain't enough to write all the love
One page ain't enough to write all the love I see, for you and me
I hold you in pen and ink
The disorder in your step, I could watch forever
Footprints leaving ink behind, wrote your face too close to mine
Close to mine