| Maybe tonight, maybe tomorrow, maybe 3 a.m., I will recall the sound
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| Of the little ones so quiet as you turned to make your way back home
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| Everybody wondered, everybody here decided
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| Maybe if the rains had come to wash my face I’d be okay, but then
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| I heard the mission bells calling out your name again
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| I wondered what could be owing to that thought again
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| Maybe tonight, maybe tomorrow, maybe 5 a.m., a stone will fall and you
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| Will see the morning sun so bright as you turn to face the only star
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| Everybody called out, everybody held together
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| Maybe if the thought of you would disappear I’d be okay, but then
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| All I want is a shoulder to lean on me, all I need is a friend
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| All I want is for someone to feel like me 'cause I don’t feel like a
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| Friend
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| Could be tonight, maybe tomorrow, can I once again try and recall the
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| Sound
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| Of the universe so quiet in the autumn of our innocence
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| Everybody wondered, everybody understood
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| If only I could get to where I am for once I’d be okay, but then |