[Verse 1] Staring at a blinking cursor, heavy on the screen Hunting for a melody that no one’s ever seen Tap a rhythm on the desk, waiting for the spark Just a couple chords wandering around out in the dark [Pre-Chorus] Something in the silence Starts to pull me through A crooked little question And a little something new [Chorus] Oh, words make worlds But the first line's tough Throwing ink against the wall Until it's good enough Oh, words make worlds We keep pushing more From a whisper in the quiet To a stadium roar [Verse 2] Maybe it’s a synth-wave anthem running through the night Or an acoustic guitar weeping under bedroom light Doesn't matter where it goes, or if the rhythm bends Every single masterpiece started with What's next? [Pre-Chorus] I can feel it forming In the mess I make Every wrong turn matters Every little break [Chorus] Oh, words make worlds But the first line's tough Throwing ink against the wall Until it's good enough Oh, words make worlds We keep pushing more From a whisper in the quiet To a stadium roar [Bridge] Bare hands, bare heart On a paper storm One small line Turns the whole thing warm Say it once Then say it again What feels like nothing Can become a song in the end [Final Chorus] Oh, words make worlds But the first line's tough Throwing ink against the wall Until it's good enough Oh, words make worlds We keep pushing more From a whisper in the quiet To a stadium roar
