Finish the Song

Waiting on the morning, waiting for the song
 Waiting for what's inside me to drag itself along
 'Cause you know I think and play and write
 I play and write again
 But will I finish a song in the end?
 I stress and worry
 Nearly lose my mind for days
 Just trying to write a melody to help you feel that way
 Should I three, six, two, five, one it?
 Should I make the last note bend?
 And will it turn into a song in the end?
 I've got this feeling like my heart wants to get out
 So I grab my paper then I start to frown and doubt
 Because every time I write a song it only gets worse
 I can't finish it past the second verse
 Oh I've been working on these words for so long
 At first they seem so right and then suddenly they're wrong
 You know Jimi, John and Dylan didn't worry about a thing
 They just played their guitars and they sang
 I've got this feeling like my heart wants to get out
 So I grab my paper then I start to frown and doubt
 Because every time I write a song just past the second verse
 I can't finish the song of course
 It looks like I was too worried, looks like I was wrong
 And maybe life's a lot like trying to write a decent song
 And with all these thoughts, heart and words that I sat here and penned
 I guess I finished a song in the end
 Looks like I finished a song in the end
 And I bet you're wondering when this song is gonna end