maybe

MAYBE (Egon Erger)

Maybe it’s my very last night, staggering through Penny Lane

Counting sheep for hours and hours, listening to the wind and rain.

Or maybe it is pulpy liquor, running slowly through my veins

Crushing my imagination, deleting faces and their names.

Maybe, Maybe

Maybe it is just a dream and I‘m lying here right next to you

Our bodies cheek to cheek wondering if my wishes come true.

Maybe it’s an odd incident, walking through outer space

Watching all those falling stars covering the human race.

Maybe, Maybe, Maybe, Maybe

Maybe it’s just another story, filled with gossip, fame and glory

Or maybe should I ignore it.

Maybe I will howl with wolves, talk to lions, dance with whales

Hang out in lost empires, play some tunes, read fairytales.

Or maybe it is pulpy liquor, running slowly through my veins

Crushing my imagination, deleting faces and their names.

Maybe, Maybe, Maybe, Maybe