Maybe

She’s leaving here this weekend

Packed her bag of dreams

she set her course in this life

and I cant seem to breathe

And its not her fault she’s soaring

It just took a little space to see

We’re too slow to catch grace

Love is blindness and set to sea

Then she turned my head…kissed my neck and then she said

Maybe some stars need no sun and maybe your my only one

Well maybe ill see you in London

Or maybe we’ll meet in Times Square

Baby we’ll dance in Boston

I’ll find you anywhere

There was shadows of movements

Screaming pleas in the street

Drummers dueling in the distance

Angel whispers in the breeze

And the she turned my head…held my hand and then she said

Maybe all stars need the sun baby you’re my only one

Maybe I’ll see you in London

Maybe we’ll meet in Time Square

Baby we’ll swing in Austin

I’ll find you anywhere