Bucket List
Thinking back the way things never were
It's so easy to forget
It's not a memory but a made-up thing
Thinking back at things we never did
We just talked about it
Turned our love into a good idea on a bucket list
Somewhere, still hanging with a little pin in it
Collecting dust, collecting dust
As we forget what it's like to touch
What it's like to touch, what it's like to touch
Ah, I followed you blindly
Whatever it was I don't remember a thing
Ah, I don't know what I need
Whatever it is I'm not getting it here
Holding on to the warmth of a sideways glance
Could it be enough to fill the space
Whole weeks of silence now erased
Crying 'bout a dream we almost had
So many days spent writing letters, declarations, promises
Somewhere, still hanging with a little pin in it
Collecting dust, collecting dust
As we forget what it's like to touch
What it's like to touch, what it's like to touch
Ah, I followed you blindly
Whatever it was I don't remember a thing
Ah, I don't know what I need
Whatever it is I'm not getting it here
Ah, I followed you blindly
Or maybe I just lost sight of what it was
Ah, I don't know what I need
Whatever it is I'm not getting it here
I'm not getting it here
It's so easy to forget
It's not a memory but a made-up thing
Thinking back at things we never did
We just talked about it
Turned our love into a good idea on a bucket list
Somewhere, still hanging with a little pin in it
Collecting dust, collecting dust
As we forget what it's like to touch
What it's like to touch, what it's like to touch
Ah, I followed you blindly
Whatever it was I don't remember a thing
Ah, I don't know what I need
Whatever it is I'm not getting it here
Holding on to the warmth of a sideways glance
Could it be enough to fill the space
Whole weeks of silence now erased
Crying 'bout a dream we almost had
So many days spent writing letters, declarations, promises
Somewhere, still hanging with a little pin in it
Collecting dust, collecting dust
As we forget what it's like to touch
What it's like to touch, what it's like to touch
Ah, I followed you blindly
Whatever it was I don't remember a thing
Ah, I don't know what I need
Whatever it is I'm not getting it here
Ah, I followed you blindly
Or maybe I just lost sight of what it was
Ah, I don't know what I need
Whatever it is I'm not getting it here
I'm not getting it here
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Writer(s): Sonja Smolokowska, Robin Pearkes, Jimmy Simms
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