Wrong Time, Wrong Guy (Janet's Theme)

“Too Far From Right” is a heartfelt storytelling ballad about a woman who keeps showing up for love, only to find herself face‑to‑face with the wrong men at the wrong time. The song follows her through a series of almost‑connections — married men, unavailable men, men too young to understand her depth, and older men who see her as someone still growing. Each verse paints another moment where hope flickers, only to fade again.

Her heart is open, generous, and ready, but every time she reaches out, the timing collapses. She’s not picky — she’s simply paying attention to the signs. She wants someone steady, someone honest, someone who meets her where she is. Yet the universe keeps teasing her with mismatched encounters that leave her wondering when it will finally be her turn.

The chorus captures the emotional truth: every good man seems taken, too young, too old, or loving someone else. Still, she keeps shining. She keeps believing. She keeps her heart in the fight. The bridge shifts the tone toward hope, reminding her that timing can change, and the right person can appear when life finally aligns.

“Too Far From Right” is tender, relatable, and deeply human — a portrait of someone who refuses to give up on love, even when every door seems to close. It’s a song about heartbreak, resilience, and the quiet faith that someday, wrong time will finally turn into right.

She walks into the room with a hopeful little smile,

Thinking maybe tonight love will stay for a while.

But the first man she meets has a gold band on his hand,

Says, “I’m flattered, but I’m already someone’s man.”

Then she finds a sweet one, soft eyes, gentle tone,

’Til he says, “Girl, you’re stunning… but I don’t date women.”

She laughs it off, but inside she feels that sting,

Another night, another almost-could-have-been.

She’s got a heart that’s open,

She’s got so much love to give.

But every time she reaches out,

It slips right through her fingertips.

Every good man’s taken or he’s loving someone else,

Or he’s way too young to know himself.

And the ones she meets who might be right

Are twenty years older and calling her “child.”

She keeps trying, she keeps shining,

But it’s always wrong place, wrong time, wrong guy.

She’s not picky, she’s just tired of the signs—

Too young, too old, too married, too far from right.

She meets a handsome stranger with a confident grin,

Thinks, “Maybe this is someone I could finally let in.”

But he says, “I’d stay and talk, but my wife’s outside,”

And she whispers, “Of course she is… that’s just my life.”

Then a baby-faced dreamer buys her a drink,

She smiles back—then he says he’s twenty-three.

She nearly chokes, says, “Honey, you’re sweet,

But I’ve lived more life than your ID.”

She’s got dreams worth sharing,

She’s got room for someone true.

But the universe keeps teasing her,

Saying, “Not him—not yet—not you.”

Every good man’s taken or he’s loving someone else,

Or he’s way too young to know himself.

And the ones she meets who might be right

Are twenty years older and calling her “child.”

She keeps trying, she keeps shining,

But it’s always wrong place, wrong time, wrong guy.

She’s not picky, she’s just tired of the signs—

Too young, too old, too married, too far from right.

But she still believes in timing,

She still believes in fate.

She knows her heart is worth it,

She knows love won’t be late.

Maybe next week, next sunrise,

Someone real will cross her line.

Someone single, someone steady,

Someone finally right.

Every good man’s taken or he’s loving someone else,

Or he’s way too young to know himself.

But she keeps on hoping, keeps her heart in the fight,

’Cause someday wrong time turns into right.

She’s not picky, she’s just reading the signs—

Too young, too old, too married, too far from right…

But maybe not for life.

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