The Lyrical Genesis: There’s a particular ache in wondering how many almosts we’ve lived through. How many times the right person might have been just a few steps away, and neither of you knew. This song imagines all the missed trains, the spilled coffees, the invisible timing that keeps two destined souls circling but never meeting. For an INFJ, that thought is both tender and devastating: the belief that somewhere out there is a connection strong enough to rewrite everything, if only you had seen each other at the right moment. *** [Verse 1] I want you to know that I dreamed of you every day The quintessence, the perfection, the connection we’d make I know that you dreamed of me every night on your pillow Wondering what a meeting, or coffee, or a convo would take [Verse 2] What were the odds out of 8 billion isolated folks That two such destined souls could ever even meet Each suffers the loneliness, trimming nails on their feet Watching commercials, then sleep, and then eat (Rinse and repeat) [Chorus] Why couldn’t we ever connect? What continent kept us apart? What twist of time Blocked our love from the start? I haven’t a clue who you are Nor you of my name or my face But if we had met, we’d never regret That we dared say hello and kept pace [Verse 3] I sat by the window, you passed by the door We breathed the same air, nothing more We laughed at the same rerun in separate rooms And left our dreams in digital tombs [Bridge] Maybe you spilled your drink Just as I missed my train Maybe we were one “excuse me” From rewriting our pain Was it New York? Was it Rome? Was I late? Were you home? Or did we simply blink at the wrong time? [Chorus] Why couldn’t we ever connect? What silence swallowed our chance? What ordinary day Denied us the dance? I haven’t a clue who you are Nor you of my name or my face But I like to believe, in some invisible place, You smiled when I turned to leave [Final Verse] So here’s to the coffee we never had The table that stayed one chair short The hello we didn’t say But maybe still thought [Outro] Maybe we’ll meet in another life... ...or maybe we already did.
