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#sadsong #MiyaViAmore #emotionalmusic #deeplyrics #latenightvibessongs #newmusic Wrong Time, Right Person ; 🎧 Use for: – Study – Sleep – Relax – Love mood – Deep aesthetic feels ✨ Follow for more romantic & aesthetic songs. (Verse 1) You finish every sentence that I start You know the hidden layout of my heart It’s terrifying how you get the joke Before I even speak, before I choke We’re sitting in this car, the engine’s off The silence isn’t heavy, it is soft And anywhere but here, and anywhen but now I’d promise you forever... make a vow. (Pre-Chorus) But you’re packing up a life to go away And I’m still fighting ghosts from yesterday The universe is laughing at the math Putting us on perfectly divided paths. (Chorus) God, it hurts to look at you and know That I have to love you enough to let you go We’re a perfect melody in a song that ends too soon Two soulmates dancing in a different room It’s a tragedy, a blessing, and a curse To find the right person In the wrong universe. (Verse 2) (Beat drops in – slow, trap-influenced R&B rhythm, deep bass) I wish that we had met when we were old When all the wild stories had been told Or maybe if we met when we were ten Before the world had broken us back then But you’re running toward a future bright and fast And I am busy fixing up my past The gears are grinding, trying to align But we’re victims of the violence of time. (Pre-Chorus) Yeah, the calendar is cruel, the clock is mean We’re the greatest movie that will not be seen The universe is laughing at the math Putting us on perfectly divided paths. (Chorus) God, it hurts to look at you and know That I have to love you enough to let you go We’re a perfect melody in a song that ends too soon Two soulmates dancing in a different room It’s a tragedy, a blessing, and a curse To find the right person In the wrong universe. (Bridge) (Music swells – cinematic strings or synth pads rise up) Maybe in another life, we get it right Maybe there’s a timeline where I stay the night I’ll look for you in every face I see A ghost of what we almost got to be... (Vocal run / Ad-lib: What we almost got to be...)