What is unwritten cannot be defined
Because you can’t read my mind
I’m just beginning because the pen’s in my hand
Ending still unplanned
Opening the window
I’ll let the light of the sun shine on the words I couldn’t find
I’m reaching for something in the distance
It’s so close I can almost feel it
I can feel the rain on my skin
Because no one else can do it for me
Only I can let it in
Because no one else will speak
I can’t let you speak the words already on my lips
Only I can drench myself in words unspoken
Living my life with my arms wide open.