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Unwritten 
Medium
by Natasha Bedingfield
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I am unwritten can't read my mind
I'm undefined
I'm just beginning
The pen's in my hand
unplanned
Staring at the blank page 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 inhibitions
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 the on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your with wide open
Today is where your begins
The rest is unwritten...
Oh oh...
I tradition
Sometimes my tries
Are the lines
We've been conditioned
To not make mistakes
But I can't that way...
Staring at the blank page 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 inhibitions
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 with arms wide open
Today is where your begins
The rest is still unwritten
...
Staring at the 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 you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions...
Feel the on 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
your life with arms open
is your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwritten
...
(The rest is still unwritten)
...
I'm undefined
I'm just beginning
The pen's in my hand
unplanned
Staring at the blank page 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 inhibitions
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 the on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your with wide open
Today is where your begins
The rest is unwritten...
Oh oh...
I tradition
Sometimes my tries
Are the lines
We've been conditioned
To not make mistakes
But I can't that way...
Staring at the blank page 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 inhibitions
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 with arms wide open
Today is where your begins
The rest is still unwritten
...
Staring at the 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 you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions...
Feel the on 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
your life with arms open
is your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwritten
...
(The rest is still unwritten)
...
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