Verse 1

The map was folded on the kitchen chair

A paper coastline, a route drawn clear

You left your blue coat by the door

I checked the lock, then checked once more

The engine waited under a sheet

Rain tapped time on the empty street

You said, “At dawn, we’ll take the road”

But morning came and nobody rode

Chorus

We talked about the miles we’d make

The bridges crossed, the turns we’d take

But the bags stayed packed, the key stayed cold

And all that distance went untold

You said we’d go, we said it twice

Then watched the plans give up the fight

The road rolled on beyond our view

I never left, and neither did you