Unwritten
- Natasha Bedingfield (2006)Music player is disabled
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- These Words (I Love You, I Love You) - Natasha Bedingfield
- These Words - Natasha Bedingfield
- Single - Natasha Bedingfield
- I'm A Bomb - Natasha Bedingfield
- I Bruise Easily - Natasha Bedingfield
- If You're Gonna - Natasha Bedingfield
- Silent Movie - Natasha Bedingfield
- We're All Mad - Natasha Bedingfield
- Frogs And Princes - Natasha Bedingfield
- Drop Me In The Middle - Bizarre
- Wild Horses - Natasha Bedingfield
- Size Matters - Natasha Bedingfield
- Peace Of Me - Natasha Bedingfield
- Single ('06 Mix) - Natasha Bedingfield
- Unwritten - Natasha Bedingfield
- Silent Movie - Natasha Bedingfield
- I Bruise Easily - Natasha Bedingfield
- If You're Gonna - Natasha Bedingfield
- Peace Of Me - Natasha Bedingfield
- We're All Mad - Natasha Bedingfield
- Stumble - Natasha Bedingfield
- The One That Got Away (Wamdue Pop Rocks Mix) - Natasha Bedingfield
- Wild Horses - Natasha Bedingfield
- Size Matters - Natasha Bedingfield
Lyrics
1. 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.
[Chorus:]
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.
Oh, oh, oh
2. 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.
[Bridge:]
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.
[Coda:]
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwritten
Oh, yeah, yeah.
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