My life is like 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
Til my picture fades away
Chorus

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 a 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

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

Chorus
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
Story Behind The Song:

I almost quit this business recently. I love my job and the people I work for and with, but I reached a point at which I couldn't balance my friendships, family and work - and all my plans to do so were falling apart and leaving me more tired and torn every day. I finally told a friend of mine that I wanted to go back to being a guy without a record deal, with just a guitar sitting on the floor writing songs that nobody would hear. I wanted to be a blank page - no dreams or plans of my own. So I prayed this song. (Jeremiah 29:11, Isaiah 55:8)