The New Maybe

You could write, you could think, you could've sex
You could leave your jewelry in a bowl beside the bed
Stare out the window, down the lawn, to the lake
For as long as it takes

Maybe it's the things we don't say
Maybe it's the things we don't say
Maybe it's the things we don't say
Maybe, love is the new maybe

I know what winter's about, too many nights, not enough days
I watched the birds fly south and no, I don't wait
The last words out of my mouth, stay out of my way
Now I'm in a wrong place

Maybe it's the things we don't say
Maybe it's the things we don't say
Maybe it's the things we don't say
Maybe, love is the new maybe

Maybe, love is the new maybe
Maybe, love is the new maybe



Credits
Writer(s): Robert Gordon Sinclair, Gordon Downie, Robert Baker, Joseph Paul Langlois, Johnny Fay
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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