Verse 1
City lights flicker, you pull up in my lane,
Her laugh slips through the static like a runaway train.
I hover in the doorway, heartbeat in in a groove,
Watching her walk back to a version I can’t prove.
Pre-Chorus
Timing’s a drummer with a stubborn, quiet beat,
I lean in close, but the moment slips away discreet.
Before I say a word, the moment folds in two,
She follows a memory I can’t follow through.
Chorus
Before I could move, she goes back in the glow,
Footsteps fading where the chances used to grow.
I’m standing on the edge of what could have been,
A dream that slips right through my hands again.
Before I could say hello, the room falls still,
Love on the line, a quiet, whispered thrill.
But I’ll keep hoping, keep dancing in the blue,
Maybe next time the stars will write it true.
Verse 2
Her silhouette lingers in the glow of neon rain,
I’m a heartbeat away from a memory’s emory’s refrain.
If she’s chasing a night she used to know,
I’ll thread a careful path where the feelings grow.
Pre-Chorus
Timing’s a whisper, a flicker in the dark,
I’m counting the moments like a fading spark.
Before I speak, she’s already turning away,
Leaving me with a vow I can’t help but weigh.
Chorus
Before I could move, she goes back in the glow,
Footsteps fading where the chances used to grow.
I’m standing on the edge of what could have been,
A dream that slips right through my hands again.
Before I could say hello, the room falls still,
Love on the line, a quiet, whispered thrill.
But I’ll keep hoping, keep dancing in the blue,
Maybe next time the stars will write it true.
Bridge
If fate hits reset, maybe you’ll take my cue,
If the night forgives, I’ll find a way to break through.
Till that moment arrives, I’ll hold a quiet flame,
Believing in a future where we both choose the same.
Chorus
Before I could move, she goes back in the glow,
Footsteps fading where the chances used to grow.
I’m standing on the edge of what could have been,
A dream that slips right through my hands again.
Before I could say hello, the room falls still,
Love on the line, a quiet, whispered thrill.
But I’ll keep hoping, keep dancing hoping, keep dancing in the blue,
Maybe next time the stars will write it true.
Outro
Until that moment when
