

Found a folded map inside the bottom drawer
Old faded ink from seven years before
A hundred dreams we scribbled on the page
When we were young and didn't act our age
Plane tickets we never bought
Road trips that we forgot
It used to make me cry But now I look and wonder
why
I am crossing off the lines on our bucket list alone (ooh-ooh)
Finding places that we never could have known I don't need your
hand to hold
to watch the world unfold
These unfinished dreams belong to me
I ate at that cafe in the rain
Bought a single ticket for the morning train
I heard the music at the concert hall
I didn't feel lonely
there at all
I am crossing off the lines on our bucket list alone (ooh-ooh)
Finding places that we never could have known I don't need your
hand to hold
to watch the world unfold
These unfinished dreams belong to me
We thought the future was a shared design
But all these beautiful horizons are mine
(mine,
all mine) I reclaimed the map you left behind
I am crossing off the lines on our bucket list alone (ooh-ooh)
Finding places that we never could have known I don't need your
hand to hold
to watch the world unfold
These unfinished dreams belong to me
Sitting on the coast to watch the sunrise glow
Item number one hundred And I'm ready to let go
(ready to let go)