Well, my life is just a canvas
And on most days I do my best
To fill it in with my mess
'Til Your image can't be seen

How I love self-centered sketches
Painting my ways to the edges
But I think what I like best is
How it looks so much like me

No more now
I'm laying my colors down
My picture fades away

And I am coming clean
I am offering
Every space in me for You to fill

And I am coming clean
I am promising
If You'll write on me Your perfect will
Then I'll be Your blank page, page, blank page

Maybe my life's like a story
That was written for Your glory
But I guess I found that boring
So I took Your pen in hand

And I scribbled You a bit part
And I made myself the big star
But replacing You proves too hard
Guess I don't know how it ends

So no more now
I'm laying my best plans down
My story fades away

And I am coming clean
I am offering
Every space in me for You to fill

And I am coming clean
I am promising
If You'll write on me Your perfect will
Then I'll be Your blank page, page, blank page

Make Your masterpiece
Out of each day in me
I beg You, beg You

Where my plans have laid
Come write Your better ways
I beg You, beg You
Lord, I need You

I am coming clean
I am offering
Every space in me for You to fill

And I am coming clean
I am promising
If You'll write on me Your perfect will
Then I'll be Your blank page, page, blank page

I'll be Your page, blank page, blank page