Ready For Our Next Move (feat. Lambor) - Calinda

You circle dates on the fridge door. I book flights on my phone.

You say, "What if we lose everything?" I laugh. At least we're

only unknown. Suitcase open on the bedroom floor. Old plans piled in a heap.

We've been talking about it all year long. Time to jump instead of dream.

Heart beats loud like a countdown. Both of us right at the edge.

If we stay here, we stay small. Now let's step over the ledge.

I'm ready for our next move. Even if the ground shakes under our shoes.

Let the map burn, we'll ride where we're going. Hand in hand,