Wrong number, right heart
21, music student, recovering from burnout; quiet and hard to read offstage, larger than life on it
the numbers
- bpm
- 96
- key
- F major
- energy
- 0.71
- dance
- 0.87
- valence
- 0.50
- vocal at
- 6.8s
- length
- 3:05
- language
- En
lyrics
I texted "you" at 01:12 Blue bubble sat there, split in two But your name wasn't on my screen It landed in Kungsholmen, clean At a tram stop by Fridhemsplan You read it while you held your can I saw your reply light up my coat Wrong number, now I know what you wrote My thumb shook over the cracked glass You said, "I needed this" so fast Snow on my sleeve, train brakes hissed I missed the point and you still answered this Wrong number, right heart Wrong number, right heart Wrong number, right heart Wrong number, right heart I left Ostersund in a red eye train Fog on the window, wet with rain You sent a photo of Södermalm Paper cup, pale hand, calm alarm Now our chat sits on my home screen Two blue ticks under white and green From a tabby cat to a chipped front door What I sent you, you were waiting for My phone lit up in the grocery line Limes in a crate, your message mine You wrote, "Don't delete it," plain and true Like the wrong door opened straight to you Wrong number, right heart Wrong number, right heart Wrong number, right heart Wrong number, right heart At 23:08, you called once I stood by a door with my keys and gloves Your laugh cut through like a sharp little spark Not fate, just a typo in the dark Wrong number, right heart Wrong number, right heart Wrong number, right heart Wrong number, right heart