Unwritten - Natasha Bedingfield(capo 3)

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1.
I am unwritten, can’t read my mind, I’m undefined
I’m just beginning, the pen’s in my hand, ending unplanned
Pre.
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
Ref.1
Feel the rain on your skin, no one else can feel it for you, only you can let it in͟
No one else, no one else can speak the words on your lip͟s
Drench yourself in words unspoken, live your life with arms wide op͟en
Today is where your book begins, the rest is still unwr͟itten
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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
Pre.
Ref.1
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B.up
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!
Ref.2
|: Feel the rain on your skin, no one else can feel it for you, only you can let it in͟
No one else, no one else can speak the words on your lip͟s
Drench yourself in words unspoken, live your life with arms wide op͟en
Today is where your book begins, :| the rest is still unwr͟itten
Out.
|: The rest is still unwritten :|