Sunday, August 31, 2008

unwritten-natasha bedingfield


/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 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, yeah
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 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 you life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins

The rest is still unwritten

The rest is still unwritten

1 comment:

oske :) said...

donmuş yumurta :)
bu ojelerini sewiorummm lizzle :)