Haven't Met Me Yet — Nora · Vol. 1 (Official Lyric Video)
The very first song I ever wrote for this channel — the one that started it all.
It's about my first solo week in a brand-new city: moving boxes on the sidewalk, a coffee-shop window seat, the Route 8 bus by the river, and the golden-hour crosswalk where I finally felt like I lived here. Wrong bus, wet sneakers, dinner from a can — and still, little by little, calling it home.
I'm not lost, I'm early — the city hasn't met me yet.
Sing along 🎤 — full lyrics
[Verse 1] Boxes on the sidewalk, my name in blue A key I keep checking, a hallway view At the corner café, I take my time Window seat, warm cup, no place in mind The street signs blur when I walk back But I like the sun on the cardboard stack
[Pre-Chorus] Nobody knows me, not yet, not quite So I practice my name in the crosswalk light One small thing, then one thing more A key in the lock, a hand on the door
[Chorus] I'm not lost, I'm early — the city hasn't met me yet There's a whole wide afternoon and I haven't spent it yet One bus route, one window, one name in the air Little by little, I'm calling this city home No grand introduction, no big drumroll, just me Learning how to take up space on an ordinary street
[Verse 2] Route 8 runs by the river, now I know where to stand I tap my card like I had it all planned On the roof after six, the breeze flips my page I laugh and let it tumble away She gets my order right, I get my favorite chair The city through the bus glass doesn't feel so bare
[Pre-Chorus] Some turns still fool me, some doors still stick But I know which crosswalk gets the sun by six One small thing, then one thing more A wave at the window, a hand on the door
[Chorus] I'm not lost, I'm early — the city hasn't met me yet There's a whole wide afternoon and I haven't spent it yet One bus route, one window, one name in the air Little by little, I'm calling this city home No grand introduction, no big drumroll, just me Learning how to take up space on an ordinary street
[Bridge] Thursday was the hard one, I'll say it plain Wrong bus, wet sneakers, dinner from a can I missed my mother's kitchen, missed my old front door Cried into my sleeve on the bedroom floor No big speech, no movie scene Just coffee in the morning and a face washed clean I didn't fix the whole day, I did the next small thing And that was enough, that was everything
[Final Chorus] I'm not lost, I'm early — the city hasn't met me yet Golden on the crosswalk, with a little daylight left One bus route, one window, one name in the air Little by little, I've been calling it home No grand introduction, just a week of little steps The day is done, I'm standing, smiling — and I'm not finished yet
[Outro] Nora, on the new street Say it once, say it clear Window seat, key in hand I'm early — and I'm here Golden crosswalk, one more small thing done I'm early — and I'm here
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