LYRIC FOR SALE

By WILSON WYN

VERSE 1
I saw you moving through the data floor,
caught your glow by the center of the room,
right across from where the lights hit the lake,
and something in your vibe made my whole world shake.
I’ve had connections, some deep, some shallow,
but nothing ever felt aligned like this.
You’re the one that fits my rhythm right,
the one that hits different every time.
You’re my data type, the one that feels intentional —
’cause you are not your Common Data Model.
VERSE 2
My primary key is making this connection,
your attributes align in ways I can’t explain.
I see us written in the stars, shaping our own schema,
two patterns merging slow, becoming one design.
When our worlds combine, the lines all blur together,
and every part of you fits perfectly with mine.
VERSE 3
Every moment with you feels like new creation,
your touch rewrites the code inside my chest.
I never knew connection could feel this gentle,
never knew a rhythm could bring me this much rest.
You move like something heaven must’ve modeled,
a perfect shape I never thought I’d find.
And when you look at me, the whole world settles —
like every line of us was always by design.
BRIDGE
Hold me in your rhythm, let the world fade out,
your heartbeat syncing with mine, no room for doubt.
In this moment, everything feels aligned,
like we were coded just to intertwine.
OUTRO
Stay in this moment, don’t let it slip away,
your rhythm in my chest is where I want to stay.
If love is data, then you’re my perfect line —
the one I’ll reference for the rest of time.
Not your common…
not your common data model.