Maybe

There is a sign among the remnants

of all our words best left unsaid.

And when the truth flies in our direction,

do we work it through or loose our heads?

Maybe maybe maybe we’re strong,

but maybe maybe maybe we’re wrong.

For such a long time now,

we’re doing battle with our own

familiar inhibitions.

Far away from home,

our trusty compass fails to find

this strange and new position.

Can we leave this struggle behind?

Maybe maybe maybe we’re strong,

but maybe maybe maybe we’re wrong.

Maybe maybe maybe we’re strong,

but maybe maybe maybe we’re wrong.

One this is sure, I’ll always love you.

And if you should go, I will pretend

that I never needed you or anybody.

Never wanted to call us just friends.

Maybe maybe maybe we’re strong,

but maybe maybe maybe we’re wrong.

Maybe maybe maybe we’re strong,

but maybe maybe maybe we’re wrong.