Constant Muse

Is my mind at ease or am I jaded? Has the brightest color in me faded? Have the simplest things been complicated In a song? I was just nineteen when all this started I was sun burned skin and open hearted I was hometown proud, tucked in, and parted In a song In my dreams I'm wide awake And I always have exactly what it takes Oh, my constant muse I have pinned my life on you Chasing words and every mood Into song In my dreams I'm wide awake And I always have exactly what it takes In my dreams I'm wide awake And I always know exactly what to say Oh, my constant muse I have pinned my life on you Chasing words and every mood Into song Is my mind at ease or am I jaded?