Maybe far away
Or maybe real nearby
He may be pouring her coffee
She may be straightening his tie
Maybe in a house
All hidden by a hill
She's sittin' playing piano
He's sittin' paying a bill
Betcha they're young
Betcha they're smart
Bet they collect things
Like ashtrays and art
Betcha they're good --
Why shouldn't they be?
Their one mistake
Was giving up me
So maybe now it's time
And maybe when I wake
They'll be there calling me "baby"
...maybe
Betcha he reads
Betcha she sows
Maybe she's made me
A closet of clothes
Maybe they're strict --
As straight as a line
Don't really care
As long as they're mine
So maybe now this prayer's
The last one of its kind
Won't you please
Come get your baby?
Maybe