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 sews

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