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I J K L M N O P
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A B C D E F G H
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Y Z ...



Natasha Bedingfield [-] Transpozice [+]   Tisk textu     


Unwritten

Natasha Bedingfield



I  am unwritten, can't read my mind,
I'm undefined 
Im 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 can 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 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 

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 can 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 speak the words on your lips 
Drench yourself in words unspoken 
Live your life with arms wide open 
Today is where your book begins 
But the rest is still unwritten 

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 
The rest is still unwritten 
The rest is still unwritten