Lyric

Turning pages, one by one

Until the day is nearly done

Rustle of the paper thin

Lets another world begin

Every chapter like a door

To the places I explore

Coffee cooling, hardly touched

By this book I'm clutched

Fingertips on stories worn

From the readers who've been born

Turning pages through the hours

Giving words their gentle powers

To transport and to inspire

Setting every dream on fire

This is how I spend my days

Lost in literary maze

Bookmark saving precious place

When I need to show my face

To the world beyond these walls

But my heart still hears the calls

Of the characters inside

Who have become my faithful guide

Through the passages of life

Cutting through the daily strife

Turning pages through the hours

Giving words their gentle powers

To transport and to inspire

Setting every dream on fire

This is how I spend my days

Lost in literary maze

Every page turn is a choice

To listen to the author's voice

Speaking truths both old and new

Making everything feel true

Turning pages through the hours

Giving words their gentle powers

To transport and to inspire

Setting every dream on fire

This is how I spend my days

Lost in literary maze

Turning pages, soft and slow

Where the deepest meanings grow