Staring at the blank page before you, Open up the dirty window, Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find. — Natasha Bedingfield Copy Share Image
Staring at the blank page before you, open up a dirty window. Let the sun illuminate the words that you cannot find. Reaching for something in the distance, so close you can almost taste it. Release your inhibitions. — Natasha Bedingfield Copy Share Image
