Track 3 of the EP Primera Escarcha · 2026
Ten Years Late, Right on Time
by Max Solano
“Same crooked smile, a little grey, a little gold, and a coffee gone cold. Ten years late and right on time, which is how love usually arrives.”
soul-pop · soul-pop · nostalgic soul · hushed soul · 4:11
Lyrics
I saw you by the window with your coffee going cold Same crooked smile, a little bit of grey, a little bit of gold Ten years of missing postcards, ten years of maybe next year Then you looked up and said my name and the whole world turned clear No need to say it all Just sit here, just sit here Ten years late, right on time Your hand in mine, your hand in mine All the miles melt away Like we saw each other yesterday Ten years late, right on time Oh, right on time We laughed about the old bus and the song we always played The garden where we promised that we'd never be afraid You still stir your sugar left, you still hum when you think We pour another cup and we let the morning sink No need to say it all Just sit here, just sit here Ten years late, right on time Your hand in mine, your hand in mine All the miles melt away Like we saw each other yesterday Ten years late, right on time Oh, right on time Some friends are like a lighthouse They wait out all the weather And when you finally find the shore You walk back home together Ten years late, right on time Your hand in mine, your hand in mine All the miles melt away Like we saw each other yesterday Ten years late, right on time Oh, right on time Right on time Your hand in mine