And he understands, with just one brush of her hand,
That something has stirred in him and he must walk away.
And she wants to dive into the well of his arms,
She wants to forsake all sense, she too walks away.

Chorus:
Right people, right place, wrong time,
They’re drawing the line.
Right feelings, right words, right signs,
Right people, wrong time.

So no words are exchanged, just a look says it all,
The felling so powerful, they just walk away.

Chorus:
Right people, right place, wrong time,
They’re drawing the line.
Right feelings, right words, right signs,
Right people, wrong time.

Decisions we make, and bridges we burn,
The choices we take make we wonder, wonder.

So, they’ll never know, was it just a mad dream?
Would it have faded like all the rest, become dull and routine?

Chorus:
Right people, right place, wrong time,
They’re drawing the line.
Right feelings, right words, right signs,
Right people, wrong time.