| Song | Unwritten |
| Artist | Natasha Bedingfield |
| Album | Het Beste Uit De Q-Music Top 500 Van De 00's |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 揘atasha Bedingfield : Unwritten? |
| [00:02.00] | |
| [00:05.00] | |
| [00:10.00] | |
| [00:12.86] | I am unwritten can't read my mind. I'm undefined. |
| [00:18.12] | |
| [00:23.39] | I'm just beginning. The pen's in my hand. Ending unplanned. |
| [00:36.12] | Staring at the blank page before you |
| [00:38.42] | open up the dirty window. |
| [00:40.05] | Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find. |
| [00:44.02] | Reaching for something in the distance. |
| [00:47.76] | So close you can almost taste it. |
| [00:48.47] | Release your inhibitions. |
| [00:51.95] | Feel the rain on your skin. |
| [00:55.01] | No one else can feel it for you. |
| [00:55.66] | Only you can let it in. |
| [00:58.68] | No one else, no one else |
| [01:00.69] | Can speak the words on your lips. |
| [01:03.08] | Drench yourself in words unspoken. |
| [01:04.86] | Live your life with arms wide open. |
| [01:07.02] | Today is where your book begins. |
| [01:10.38] | The rest is still unwritten. |
| [01:14.52] | Oh. Oh. Oh. |
| [01:26.84] | I break tradition. Sometimes my tries, are outside the lines. |
| [01:36.16] | We've been conditioned to not make mistakes, but I can't live that way. |
| [01:42.67] | Staring at the blank page before you |
| [01:44.97] | open up the dirty window. |
| [01:48.37] | Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find. |
| [01:51.46] | Reaching for something in the distance. |
| [01:53.34] | So close you can almost taste it. |
| [01:55.62] | Release your inhibitions. |
| [01:57.48] | Feel the rain on your skin. |
| [01:59.94] | No one else can feel it for you. |
| [02:01.99] | Only you can let it in. |
| [02:04.63] | No one else. No one else |
| [02:06.87] | can speak the words on your lips. |
| [02:09.30] | Drench yourself in words unspoken. |
| [02:11.12] | Live your life with arms wide open. |
| [02:13.54] | Today is where your book begins. |
| [02:16.75] | Feel the rain on your skin. |
| [02:19.95] | No one else can feel it for you. |
| [02:21.55] | Only you can let it in. |
| [02:23.75] | No one else. No one else |
| [02:25.74] | Can speak the words on your lips. |
| [02:28.92] | Drench yourself in words unspoken. |
| [02:30.90] | Live your life with arms wide open. |
| [02:33.47] | Today is where your book begins. |
| [02:37.04] | The rest is still unwritten. |
| [02:50.00] | Staring at the blank page before you |
| [02:52.30] | open up the dirty window. |
| [02:54.56] | Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find. |
| [02:57.91] | Reaching for something in the distance. |
| [03:01.26] | So close you can almost taste it. |
| [03:03.21] | Release your inhibitions. |
| [03:07.35] | Feel the rain on your skin. |
| [03:09.69] | No one else can feel it for you. |
| [03:12.62] | Only you can let it in. |
| [03:14.95] | No one else, no one else |
| [03:17.47] | can speak the words on your lips. |
| [03:19.99] | Drench yourself in words unspoken. |
| [03:22.11] | Live your life with arms wide open. |
| [03:25.23] | Today is where your book begins. |
| [03:27.54] | Feel the rain on your skin. |
| [03:29.44] | No one else can feel it for you. |
| [03:31.35] | Only you can let it in. |
| [03:33.65] | No one else, no one else |
| [03:36.14] | can speak the words on your lips. |
| [03:38.83] | Drench yourself in words unspoken. |
| [03:41.12] | Live your life with arms wide open. |
| [03:44.21] | Today is where your book begins. |
| [03:47.29] | The rest is still unwritten. |
| [03:52.77] | The rest is still unwritten. |
| [04:01.65] | The rest is still unwritten. |
| [04:08.32] | Oh, yeah, yeah... |
| [00:00.00] | yong atasha Bedingfield : Unwritten? |
| [00:02.00] | |
| [00:05.00] | |
| [00:10.00] | |
| [00:12.86] | I am unwritten can' t read my mind. I' m undefined. |
| [00:18.12] | |
| [00:23.39] | I' m just beginning. The pen' s in my hand. Ending unplanned. |
| [00:36.12] | Staring at the blank page before you |
| [00:38.42] | open up the dirty window. |
| [00:40.05] | Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find. |
| [00:44.02] | Reaching for something in the distance. |
| [00:47.76] | So close you can almost taste it. |
| [00:48.47] | Release your inhibitions. |
| [00:51.95] | Feel the rain on your skin. |
| [00:55.01] | No one else can feel it for you. |
| [00:55.66] | Only you can let it in. |
| [00:58.68] | No one else, no one else |
| [01:00.69] | Can speak the words on your lips. |
| [01:03.08] | Drench yourself in words unspoken. |
| [01:04.86] | Live your life with arms wide open. |
| [01:07.02] | Today is where your book begins. |
| [01:10.38] | The rest is still unwritten. |
| [01:14.52] | Oh. Oh. Oh. |
| [01:26.84] | I break tradition. Sometimes my tries, are outside the lines. |
| [01:36.16] | We' ve been conditioned to not make mistakes, but I can' t live that way. |
| [01:42.67] | Staring at the blank page before you |
| [01:44.97] | open up the dirty window. |
| [01:48.37] | Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find. |
| [01:51.46] | Reaching for something in the distance. |
| [01:53.34] | So close you can almost taste it. |
| [01:55.62] | Release your inhibitions. |
| [01:57.48] | Feel the rain on your skin. |
| [01:59.94] | No one else can feel it for you. |
| [02:01.99] | Only you can let it in. |
| [02:04.63] | No one else. No one else |
| [02:06.87] | can speak the words on your lips. |
| [02:09.30] | Drench yourself in words unspoken. |
| [02:11.12] | Live your life with arms wide open. |
| [02:13.54] | Today is where your book begins. |
| [02:16.75] | Feel the rain on your skin. |
| [02:19.95] | No one else can feel it for you. |
| [02:21.55] | Only you can let it in. |
| [02:23.75] | No one else. No one else |
| [02:25.74] | Can speak the words on your lips. |
| [02:28.92] | Drench yourself in words unspoken. |
| [02:30.90] | Live your life with arms wide open. |
| [02:33.47] | Today is where your book begins. |
| [02:37.04] | The rest is still unwritten. |
| [02:50.00] | Staring at the blank page before you |
| [02:52.30] | open up the dirty window. |
| [02:54.56] | Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find. |
| [02:57.91] | Reaching for something in the distance. |
| [03:01.26] | So close you can almost taste it. |
| [03:03.21] | Release your inhibitions. |
| [03:07.35] | Feel the rain on your skin. |
| [03:09.69] | No one else can feel it for you. |
| [03:12.62] | Only you can let it in. |
| [03:14.95] | No one else, no one else |
| [03:17.47] | can speak the words on your lips. |
| [03:19.99] | Drench yourself in words unspoken. |
| [03:22.11] | Live your life with arms wide open. |
| [03:25.23] | Today is where your book begins. |
| [03:27.54] | Feel the rain on your skin. |
| [03:29.44] | No one else can feel it for you. |
| [03:31.35] | Only you can let it in. |
| [03:33.65] | No one else, no one else |
| [03:36.14] | can speak the words on your lips. |
| [03:38.83] | Drench yourself in words unspoken. |
| [03:41.12] | Live your life with arms wide open. |
| [03:44.21] | Today is where your book begins. |
| [03:47.29] | The rest is still unwritten. |
| [03:52.77] | The rest is still unwritten. |
| [04:01.65] | The rest is still unwritten. |
| [04:08.32] | Oh, yeah, yeah... |
| [00:00.00] | yóng atasha Bedingfield : Unwritten? |
| [00:02.00] | |
| [00:05.00] | |
| [00:10.00] | |
| [00:12.86] | I am unwritten can' t read my mind. I' m undefined. |
| [00:18.12] | |
| [00:23.39] | I' m just beginning. The pen' s in my hand. Ending unplanned. |
| [00:36.12] | Staring at the blank page before you |
| [00:38.42] | open up the dirty window. |
| [00:40.05] | Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find. |
| [00:44.02] | Reaching for something in the distance. |
| [00:47.76] | So close you can almost taste it. |
| [00:48.47] | Release your inhibitions. |
| [00:51.95] | Feel the rain on your skin. |
| [00:55.01] | No one else can feel it for you. |
| [00:55.66] | Only you can let it in. |
| [00:58.68] | No one else, no one else |
| [01:00.69] | Can speak the words on your lips. |
| [01:03.08] | Drench yourself in words unspoken. |
| [01:04.86] | Live your life with arms wide open. |
| [01:07.02] | Today is where your book begins. |
| [01:10.38] | The rest is still unwritten. |
| [01:14.52] | Oh. Oh. Oh. |
| [01:26.84] | I break tradition. Sometimes my tries, are outside the lines. |
| [01:36.16] | We' ve been conditioned to not make mistakes, but I can' t live that way. |
| [01:42.67] | Staring at the blank page before you |
| [01:44.97] | open up the dirty window. |
| [01:48.37] | Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find. |
| [01:51.46] | Reaching for something in the distance. |
| [01:53.34] | So close you can almost taste it. |
| [01:55.62] | Release your inhibitions. |
| [01:57.48] | Feel the rain on your skin. |
| [01:59.94] | No one else can feel it for you. |
| [02:01.99] | Only you can let it in. |
| [02:04.63] | No one else. No one else |
| [02:06.87] | can speak the words on your lips. |
| [02:09.30] | Drench yourself in words unspoken. |
| [02:11.12] | Live your life with arms wide open. |
| [02:13.54] | Today is where your book begins. |
| [02:16.75] | Feel the rain on your skin. |
| [02:19.95] | No one else can feel it for you. |
| [02:21.55] | Only you can let it in. |
| [02:23.75] | No one else. No one else |
| [02:25.74] | Can speak the words on your lips. |
| [02:28.92] | Drench yourself in words unspoken. |
| [02:30.90] | Live your life with arms wide open. |
| [02:33.47] | Today is where your book begins. |
| [02:37.04] | The rest is still unwritten. |
| [02:50.00] | Staring at the blank page before you |
| [02:52.30] | open up the dirty window. |
| [02:54.56] | Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find. |
| [02:57.91] | Reaching for something in the distance. |
| [03:01.26] | So close you can almost taste it. |
| [03:03.21] | Release your inhibitions. |
| [03:07.35] | Feel the rain on your skin. |
| [03:09.69] | No one else can feel it for you. |
| [03:12.62] | Only you can let it in. |
| [03:14.95] | No one else, no one else |
| [03:17.47] | can speak the words on your lips. |
| [03:19.99] | Drench yourself in words unspoken. |
| [03:22.11] | Live your life with arms wide open. |
| [03:25.23] | Today is where your book begins. |
| [03:27.54] | Feel the rain on your skin. |
| [03:29.44] | No one else can feel it for you. |
| [03:31.35] | Only you can let it in. |
| [03:33.65] | No one else, no one else |
| [03:36.14] | can speak the words on your lips. |
| [03:38.83] | Drench yourself in words unspoken. |
| [03:41.12] | Live your life with arms wide open. |
| [03:44.21] | Today is where your book begins. |
| [03:47.29] | The rest is still unwritten. |
| [03:52.77] | The rest is still unwritten. |
| [04:01.65] | The rest is still unwritten. |
| [04:08.32] | Oh, yeah, yeah... |