MAYBE

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I lay awake.
Away, I lay. I cry.
There's a thing I cannot deny.
Maybe this was a mistake.
Maybe back her I should take.

Maybe.

I don't like being alome. Maybe, I should take her home.
I wonder if she is blue. Maybe, that's what I should do.
I could give her chance two. I would not have to be blue.
That's what I should do.

Maybe.

Another chance. Another dance.
Maybe I should think twice.
Maybe I was not nice.
My heart does burn for her.
My heart does yearn for her.
My heart does churn for her.

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