Reaching Out For New Words

Trying hard to write
The words that just won't come
The ideas fly away before my pen
And I chase the empty page into my dreams
Just being here around you
Used to open up my mind
And I couldn't get the words down
Fast enough
But magic turns mundane
When you know how all the tricks are done
And all of yours are now old hat
To me
I have to find a new star to wish upon
New mountains still unclimbed
And as much as it might frighten me
I'm going to be alone
There is such a thing as too comfortable
And I can't chase my dreams
While I sit in the sun
So I'm leaving to find new words to write
I have to find a new way
To fill the page