Maybe far away,
Or maybe real near by.
He may be pouring her coffee.
She may be straightening his tie.
Maybe in a house,
All hidden by a hill.
She's sitting playin' piano.
He's sitting payin' a bill.
Betcha' they're young.
Betcha' they're smart.
Bet they collect things like ash trays and art.
Betcha' they're good.
Why shouldn't they be?
Their one mistake was giving up me
..
So.....maybe now its 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
..