while reading your blog i was listening to music. natasha beddingfield's song "unwritten" came on...
i thought it fitting in a weird way...
"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 "
just thought i should share it with you... hope you find the meaning in it that applies to you...
while reading your blog i was listening to music. natasha beddingfield's song "unwritten" came on...
ReplyDeletei thought it fitting in a weird way...
"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 "
just thought i should share it with you... hope you find the meaning in it that applies to you...
Thanks for sharing!
ReplyDeleteReading the words of the song took a totally different meaning.
This spoke volumes!