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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
Ending unplanned
Staring at the blank 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 it
Release 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
yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is unwritten...
Oh oh...
I break 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 window
Let the sun illuminate the that
You could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
the on your skin
No one can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms open
is your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
...
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 in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
your inhibitions...
Feel the rain on your skin
No one 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 in unspoken
your with arms wide open
Today is where your begins
The rest is unwritten
The is unwritten
...
(The is still unwritten)
...
I'm undefined
I'm just beginning
The pen's in my hand
Ending unplanned
Staring at the blank 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 it
Release 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
yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is unwritten...
Oh oh...
I break 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 window
Let the sun illuminate the that
You could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
the on your skin
No one can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms open
is your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
...
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 in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
your inhibitions...
Feel the rain on your skin
No one 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 in unspoken
your with arms wide open
Today is where your begins
The rest is unwritten
The is unwritten
...
(The is still unwritten)
...
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