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Unwritten 
Medium
by Natasha Bedingfield
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I am unwritten can't 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 taste it
Release 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
yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is your book begins
The rest is still unwritten...
Oh oh...
I break tradition
Sometimes my tries
Are the lines
We've been conditioned
To not make mistakes
But I can't live that way...
Staring at the blank before you
Open up the 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 inhibitions
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 lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your with arms wide open
is where book begins
The rest is still unwritten
...
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 it
your inhibitions...
Feel 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 on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms open
Today is your book begins
The is still unwritten
The rest is unwritten
...
(The rest is 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 taste it
Release 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
yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is your book begins
The rest is still unwritten...
Oh oh...
I break tradition
Sometimes my tries
Are the lines
We've been conditioned
To not make mistakes
But I can't live that way...
Staring at the blank before you
Open up the 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 inhibitions
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 lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your with arms wide open
is where book begins
The rest is still unwritten
...
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 it
your inhibitions...
Feel 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 on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms open
Today is your book begins
The is still unwritten
The rest is unwritten
...
(The rest is unwritten)
...
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