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The One but Not the Only (Compliance Norms Mix)

[Verse 1] On Valentine’s the world declares, “There’s one right heart out there somewhere.” Like fate’s got files and love’s got forms, And Cupid runs compliance norms. We grew up on the perfect scene, A sudden spark, a movie screen— But real-life love’s not pre-ordained, It’s practiced in between. [Chorus] ’Cause you’re the one—but not the only, Not some prophecy, not fate’s trophy. It’s not “meant to be,” it’s meant to grow, From hello’s high to hard times low. So take my hand, don’t chase the sign— Make it ours, and make it fine. You’re the one—but not the only… You’re the one I choose. [Verse 2] We swipe like it’s a supermarket, “Next! Too tall! Too weird! Too perfect!” A thousand faces, half a grin, A hundred “hey”s that don’t sink in. But humans aren’t a product page, And sparks can be a nervous cage— Sometimes the thrill is just your brain Confusing fear for flame. [Chorus] ’Cause you’re the one—but not the only, Not some prophecy, not fate’s trophy. It’s not “meant to be,” it’s meant to grow, From hello’s high to hard times low. So take my hand, don’t chase the sign— Make it ours, and make it fine. You’re the one—but not the only… You’re the one I choose. [Verse 3] There’s a trap in “meant forever”: One rough patch and you untether. You hit one fight, you start to doubt, Like love means never freaking out. But grown-up love has dents and seams, It’s less like lightning, more like beams. The sweetest kind of “soulmate” is The one who stays to build. [Chorus] ’Cause you’re the one—but not the only, Not some prophecy, not fate’s trophy. It’s not “meant to be,” it’s meant to grow, From hello’s high to hard times low. So take my hand, don’t chase the sign— Make it ours, and make it fine. You’re the one—but not the only… You’re the one I choose. [Verse 4] Your body votes before your mind, With butterflies… or calm that’s kind. And sometimes chemistry’s a trick— A familiar ache, a nervous tick. Hot-and-cold can feel like stars, Like “finally, you see my scars”— But peace is not a lack of love, It’s safety in your arms. [Bridge] And if the math could talk, it’d say: “There’s more than one good match, okay?” Not perfect—just a near-top pick Where both of you can truly stick. So stop demanding “flawless, fast,” Start choosing something built to last. The rarest love is not the spark— It’s showing up in the dark. [Chorus] ’Cause you’re the one—but not the only, Not some prophecy, not fate’s trophy. It’s not “meant to be,” it’s meant to grow, From hello’s high to hard times low. So take my hand, don’t chase the sign— Make it ours, and make it fine. You’re the one—but not the only… You’re the one I choose. [Outro] So keep the hope, but lose the spell, The fairy tale can’t love you well. Look up, lean in, stay when it’s tough— That’s how “The One” becomes enough.