Harry Connick, Jr. - Maybe Lyrics
Maybe far away, or maybe real near by.He may be pouring her coffee,She may be Straightning his tie.Maybe in a house all hidden by a hill,She's sittin' playin' Piano,He's sittin' payin' a bill.Betcha they're young.Betcha they're smart,Bet they collect things like ashtrays and art.Betcha there 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.