Texty: Third Eye Blind. Blue. An Ode To Maybe.

Lead in night at the laundry mat
And I'm staring at you pulling clothes from a dryer
And I'm wondering how I got here
'Cos It seems some how I keep getting stuck in the mire

I needed this more than I knew
And I let you down and I said I'm sorry
But the light that falls on my castle walls
And my basketballs pelt me with bricks in my dreams

Do lo do do
Tonight
Do lo do do
Oh, maybe
What you need I hope it finds you
Oh, I might

Do lo do do
I might be
Do lo do do
Well, maybe
Maybe someday you'll get it right
Oh, I

If I could bottle my hopes in a store bought scent
They'd be nutmeg peach and they'd pay the rent
And I'd ride a horse, and I'd teach a course
On how I got to be a star crossed pimp

Get up
Get up
Well
You ride on back there you there

Do lo do do
Oh I might
Gonna live forever boy
I might
Oh, you're a clever boy
Maybe
You know you never said goodnight
Oh I might
When I
When I
When I

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Do lo do do
I might
Do lo do do
Maybe
Whatcha need I'll help you find you

Are you a clever boy
Gonna live forever boy
Maybe some day you'll get it right
Oh, I might