Met you on a Saturday , neon buzzing low,
You had that smile but a story I could tell you didn’t show,
There was a name on your lips you didn’t wanna say,
And a ring tan line you tried to fade away.
I was in the same boots, walking that same line,
Holding onto something that was already dying,
Two broken hearts just passing through—
Funny how the truth shows up when you do.
Pre-Chorus
We didn’t cross that line, but we danced on it all night,
Felt something real in a world full of “almost right”…
Chorus
It’s the wrong time, but it feels so right,
Two lost souls in the middle of the night,
We ain’t cheating, just dreaming out loud,
Of a someday we can say it proud.
Different roads, but they’re running side by side,
Hearts wide open but our hands still tied,
If love’s got a plan, maybe we’re in view—
Wrong time… but the right you.
Verse 2
We talk in songs, sending lines back and forth,
Every lyric saying what we’re too scared to voice,
You laugh a little softer when you say my name,
Like you’re holding back a spark from a wildfire flame.
I know you got your reasons, I got mine too,
But there’s something ‘bout the way this feels so true,
Like we found a page we ain’t supposed to read—
But it’s everything we didn’t know we’d need.
Pre-Chorus
We keep it where it’s safe, somewhere in between,
But every glance says more than what we mean…
Chorus
It’s the wrong time, but it feels so right,
Two lost souls in the middle of the night,
We ain’t cheating, just dreaming out loud,
Of a someday we can say it proud.
Different roads, but they’re running side by side,
Hearts wide open but our hands still tied,
If love’s got a plan, maybe we’re in view—
Wrong time… but the right you.
Bridge
Maybe one day the dust will settle down,
And the right kind of silence will come around,
No more “what ifs” or “maybe laters,”
No more playing love like we’re strangers…
Breakdown
Till then we’ll be a melody we can’t quite sing,
A fire we feel but don’t feed the flame…
Final Chorus
Still the wrong time, but it feels so right,
Every stolen moment, every borrowed night,
We’re holding onto hope like it’s something true,
Like the stars might realign for me and you.
Different roads, but they ain’t that far,
Same old wish on a different star,
If fate’s got a way of breaking through—
It won’t be the wrong time…
When I finally get you.
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