Maps Without Lines (Pop)

Maps Without Lines (Pop) - HotPotMusic

Pages fold in foreign towns,
Laughter spills as we move around.
Every glance, a quiet clue,
Every place reminds me of you.

We don’t need a plan to know,
Hearts can trace where feet don’t go...

Maps without lines, we follow the breeze,
Moments like these come with such ease.
You’re in the air, you’re in my view,
No matter where—I find you.
All I need is time and truth,
I’ll always travel back to you.

New cafes and winding streets,
Different names, but the same heartbeat.
Postcards written, tucked away,
Your name still brightens every day.

We don’t need to mark the way,
Our connection doesn’t sway...

Maps without lines, we follow the breeze,
Moments like these come with such ease.
You’re in the air, you’re in my view,
No matter where—I find you.
All I need is time and truth,
I’ll always travel back to you.

Boarding signs and open gates,
Every mile, my heartbeat waits.
In the crowd or all alone,
I feel you like a gentle tone.

Lights blur past a window seat,
Thoughts of you on repeat.
Even when the faces change,
Your voice still echoes through my range.

If every step takes me far,
I’m still close—wherever you are.
Even places we’ve never seen,
You’re the center of everything.

Maps without lines, we follow the breeze,
Moments like these come with such ease.
You’re in the air, you’re in my view,
No matter where—I find you.
All I need is time and truth,
I’ll always travel back to you.

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