jueves, 30 de julio de 2009

unwriitten - natasha bedingfield


I am unwritten, can't read my mind, i'm undefinedi'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplannedStaring at the blank page before youopen up the dirty windowlet the sun illuminate the words that you could not findReaching for something in the distanceso close you can almost taste itrelease your innovationsfeel the rain on your skinno one else can feel it for youonly you can let it inno one else, no one elsecan speak the words on your lipsdrench yourself in words unspokenlive your life with arms wide opentoday is where your book beginsthe rest is still unwrittenOh, oh, ohI break tradition, sometimes my tries, are outside the lineswe've been conditioned to not make mistakes, but i can't live that wayStaring at the blank page before youopen up the dirty windowlet the sun illuminate the words that you could not findReaching for something in the distanceso close you can almost taste itrelease your inner visionsfeel the rain on your skinno one else can feel it for youonly you can let it inno one else, no one elsecan speak the words on your lipsdrench yourself in words unspokenlive your life with arms wide opentoday is where your book beginsFeel the rain on your skinno one else can feel it for youonly you can let it inno one else, no one elsecan speak the words on your lipsdrench yourself in words unspokenlive your life with arms wide opentoday is where your book beginsthe rest is still unwrittenStaring at the blank page before youopen up the dirty windowlet the sun illuminate the words that you could not findReaching for something in the distanceso close you can almost taste itrelease your inner visionsfeel the rain on your skinno one else can feel it for youonly you can let it inno one else, no one elsecan speak the words on your lipsdrench yourself in words unspokenlive your life with arms wide opentoday is where your book beginsFeel the rain on your skinno one else can feel it for youonly you can let it inno one else, no one elsecan speak the words on your lipsdrench yourself in words unspokenlive your life with arms wide opentoday is where your book beginsthe rest is still unwrittenthe rest is still unwrittenthe rest is still unwrittenOh, yeah, yeah

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