unwritten
bedingfield, natasha
staring at the blank page before you
let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
reaching for something in the distance
so close you can almost taste it
feel the rain on your skin
no one else can feel it for you
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
we've been conditioned to not make mistakes
but i can't live that way
staring at the blank page before you
let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
reaching for something in the distance
so close you can almost taste it
feel the rain on your skin
no one else can feel it for you
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
feel the rain on your skin
no one else can feel it for you
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
staring at the blank page before you
let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
reaching for something in the distance
so close you can almost taste it
feel the rain on your skin
no one else can feel it for you
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
feel the rain on your skin
no one else can feel it for you
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