[Verse 1] She showed up in 1987 at a bus stop in Bruges With a coffee she hadn't ordered and a coat that wasn't hers He was reading a newspaper dated three weeks from now Neither one of them could quite explain the when or the how [Pre-Chorus] She said, "This keeps happening" He said, "I know, I know" The clock above the bakery Was running far too slow [Chorus] Wrong turn at Tuesday, wrong exit off the year You're standing in my somewhere and I don't know how you're here The pigeons don't seem bothered and the cobblestones don't care But I've missed you in the spaces between everywhere [Verse 2] He turned up at her Thursday in a town without a name On a street that smelled like August and a winter that just came She was buying tangerines, he was losing his umbrella Neither one of them said much — they'd been through this together [Pre-Chorus] He said, "What year is it for you?" She laughed and shook her head "It's sometime after breakfast And before everything I dread" [Chorus] Wrong turn at Tuesday, wrong exit off the year You're standing in my somewhere and I don't know how you're here The pigeons don't seem bothered and the cobblestones don't care But I've missed you in the spaces between everywhere [Bridge] Maybe time's just badly organized Maybe space misread the map Maybe we're the footnote in a universe that naps Or maybe — just maybe — Something knows we need this A detour through the ridiculous To find what we'd been missing [Verse 3] Last week — or next month — they were both in Montevideo Eating empanadas by a fountain in the glow She said, "I think I live here now — at least until I don't" He said, "I'll stay till Wednesday" — she said, "Wednesday never won't" [Pre-Chorus] They laughed until it wasn't funny Then laughed a little more The best things don't need timestamps That's what detours are for [Chorus] Wrong turn at Tuesday, wrong exit off the year You're standing in my somewhere and I don't know how you're here The pigeons don't seem bothered and the cobblestones don't care But I've missed you in the spaces between everywhere [Outro] Wrong turn at Tuesday… (That's where I'll be) Wrong turn at Tuesday… (Save a seat for me)
