Two a.m. and I'm still awake writing a song... if I get it all down on paper it's no longer inside of me, threatening the life it belongs to. And I feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd, 'cause these words are my diary screaming out loud and I know that you'll use them however you want to...
Breathe (2am) by Anna Nalick
 
I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned... Today is where my book begins... the rest is still unwritten...
Unwritten by Natasha Beddingfield