text: Natasha Bedingfield- "unwritten".\n\nI am unwritten, can't read my mind, I'm undefined \nI'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned \n\nStaring at the blank page before you \nOpen up the dirty window \nLet the sun illuminate the words that you could not find \n\nReaching for something in the distance \nSo close you can almost taste it \nRelease your inhibitions \nFeel the rain on your skin \nNo one else can feel it for you \nOnly you can let it in \nNo one else, no one else \nCan speak the words on your lips \nDrench yourself in words unspoken \nLive your life with arms wide open \nToday is where your book begins \nThe rest is still unwritten \n\nOh, oh, oh \n\nI break tradition, sometimes my tries, are outside the lines \nWe've been conditioned to not make mistakes, but I can't live that way \n\nStaring at the blank page before you \nOpen up the dirty window \nLet the sun illuminate the words that you could not find \n\nReaching for something in the distance \nSo close you can almost taste it \nRelease your inhibitions \nFeel the rain on your skin \nNo one else can feel it for you \nOnly you can let it in \nNo one else, no one else \nCan speak the words on your lips \nDrench yourself in words unspoken \nLive your life with arms wide open \nToday is where your book begins \n\nFeel the rain on your skin \nNo one else can feel it for you \nOnly you can let it in \nNo one else, no one else \nCan speak the words on your lips \nDrench yourself in words unspoken \nLive your life with arms wide open \nToday is where your book begins \nThe rest is still unwritten \n\nStaring at the blank page before you \nOpen up the dirty window \nLet the sun illuminate the words that you could not find \n\nReaching for something in the distance \nSo close you can almost taste it \nRelease your inhibitions \nFeel the rain on your skin \nNo one else can feel it for you \nOnly you can let it in \nNo one else, no one else \nCan speak the words on your lips \nDrench yourself in words unspoken \nLive your life with arms wide open \nToday is where your book begins \n\nFeel the rain on your skin \nNo one else can feel it for you \nOnly you can let it in \nNo one else, no one else \nCan speak the words on your lips \nDrench yourself in words unspoken \nLive your life with arms wide open \nToday is where your book begins \nThe rest is still unwritten \nThe rest is still unwritten \nThe rest is still unwritten \n\nOh, yeah, yeah