[Verse 1] Rooftop, 10pm, we had three names First one talked about his follower count Second one asked what the label was about Third one said she’d do it for the right deal None of them had what we came here to feel Back to the list, back to the street Same conversation on a different seat We were looking for conviction, finding craft Looking for the hunger, the right sheet
[Pre-Chorus] One more room, one more name Somebody else playing the wrong game
[Chorus] Here and there, everywhere we look Passion traded in for a second take Here and there, page after page Everybody’s running for the stakes We’re not looking for the one who fits the part We’re looking for the one who won’t quit
[Verse 2] Garage on Fourth - a band who had the chops But sold their setlist to whoever filled the spot Open mic downtown, packed house, decent sound But every note was written for the crowd They weren’t wrong for wanting it We just wanted something else The kind that plays not because it has to sell But because it has no other choice
[Pre-Chorus] One more block, one more street Somebody else playing the wrong beat
[Chorus] Here and there, everywhere we look Passion traded in for a second take Here and there, page after page Everybody’s running for the stakes We’re not looking for the one who fits the part We’re looking for the one who won’t quit
[Bridge - tempo slows, exhaustion] Three weeks. Eleven names. Not one of them felt like ours Conviction we’d been carrying Started getting heavy in our hands
[Soft moment - near silence, just walking] Then we heard it. Coming from the park.
[Sparse - single acoustic guitar suggestion in Suno] Somebody’s playing like there’s no one there Like the notes have nowhere else to go Like the only reason they’re playing Is because they can’t stop
[Build - they start moving, tempo rising] We moved toward it before we said a word Moved fast before the music stopped Turned the corner -
[Cold stop] And there she was.
[CODA] Here and there, but not everywhere Here and there, I think we found her Here and there, the sweet melody I hear Gotta run, we’re running faster We’re not looking for the one who fits the part We’re looking for the one - I think it’s her