Maybe is the kind of word that saves things
A relief for those who crave wings
She lives the things that I am dreaming
It's in the air she's breathing
It's what carries her away
Away, away, away, away, away
Maybe will you turn around and face me
I want to rest my eyes on, "could be"
I want to know that things can change
A relief for those who crave wings
She lives the things that I am dreaming
It's in the air she's breathing
It's what carries her away
Away, away, away, away, away
Maybe will you turn around and face me
I want to rest my eyes on, "could be"
I want to know that things can change