Natasha Bedingfield - Unwritten

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Artist: Natasha Bedingfield
Album: Unwritten
Title: Unwritten


I am unwritten, can't read my mind, I'm undefined
I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned

Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your innovations
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten

Oh, oh, oh

I break tradition, sometimes my tries, are outside the lines
We've been conditioned to not make mistakes, but I can't live that way

Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inner visions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Still I find myself outside,
You canĺt say I havenĺt tried,
Perhaps I tried to hard,
No excuses,
I Wonĺt apologise,
To justify your lies,
Come find me,
Tell them to me,
Look me in the eyes

Iĺll be misunderstood,
By the beautiful and good in this city,
None of this was planned,
Take me by the hand,
just donĺt try and understand

Canĺt forgive sorry to say,
You donĺt know youĺre guilty anyway,
Isnĺt it funny how we donĺt speak the language of love?