| Song | Maybe |
| Artist | The Clarks |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Maybe I should turn and walk away | |
| Maybe I should run, but | |
| I'll probably bow my head and pray | |
| Maybe I'll search the lost and found | |
| Maybe like two boxers bloodied, dizzied by the seventh round | |
| Maybe circumstances make it easier to quit | |
| Maybe in our circle, square pieces never fit | |
| But I want you to know | |
| I've never walked away from the things | |
| I've wanted | |
| I've never walked away, but | |
| I think I'm going to | |
| This time | |
| I've never walked away from the things | |
| I've wanted | |
| I've never walked away, but | |
| I think I'm going to | |
| This time | |
| Maybe I'll move back across town | |
| Maybe in a week or two, we can talk, but not right now | |
| Maybe your mind plays tricks on me | |
| Maybe it's the drawer of letters everyday | |
| I read Maybe these tears don¹t look so gallant | |
| Maybe it's a chemical imbalance | |
| Maybe it's the lack of sunlight | |
| But I want you to know | |
| Still I want you to know | |
| Maybe it hurts below the skin | |
| Maybe lessons finally sinking in | |
| Maybe getting in the last word doesn't really mean you win |
| Maybe I should turn and walk away | |
| Maybe I should run, but | |
| I' ll probably bow my head and pray | |
| Maybe I' ll search the lost and found | |
| Maybe like two boxers bloodied, dizzied by the seventh round | |
| Maybe circumstances make it easier to quit | |
| Maybe in our circle, square pieces never fit | |
| But I want you to know | |
| I' ve never walked away from the things | |
| I' ve wanted | |
| I' ve never walked away, but | |
| I think I' m going to | |
| This time | |
| I' ve never walked away from the things | |
| I' ve wanted | |
| I' ve never walked away, but | |
| I think I' m going to | |
| This time | |
| Maybe I' ll move back across town | |
| Maybe in a week or two, we can talk, but not right now | |
| Maybe your mind plays tricks on me | |
| Maybe it' s the drawer of letters everyday | |
| I read Maybe these tears don t look so gallant | |
| Maybe it' s a chemical imbalance | |
| Maybe it' s the lack of sunlight | |
| But I want you to know | |
| Still I want you to know | |
| Maybe it hurts below the skin | |
| Maybe lessons finally sinking in | |
| Maybe getting in the last word doesn' t really mean you win |
| Maybe I should turn and walk away | |
| Maybe I should run, but | |
| I' ll probably bow my head and pray | |
| Maybe I' ll search the lost and found | |
| Maybe like two boxers bloodied, dizzied by the seventh round | |
| Maybe circumstances make it easier to quit | |
| Maybe in our circle, square pieces never fit | |
| But I want you to know | |
| I' ve never walked away from the things | |
| I' ve wanted | |
| I' ve never walked away, but | |
| I think I' m going to | |
| This time | |
| I' ve never walked away from the things | |
| I' ve wanted | |
| I' ve never walked away, but | |
| I think I' m going to | |
| This time | |
| Maybe I' ll move back across town | |
| Maybe in a week or two, we can talk, but not right now | |
| Maybe your mind plays tricks on me | |
| Maybe it' s the drawer of letters everyday | |
| I read Maybe these tears don t look so gallant | |
| Maybe it' s a chemical imbalance | |
| Maybe it' s the lack of sunlight | |
| But I want you to know | |
| Still I want you to know | |
| Maybe it hurts below the skin | |
| Maybe lessons finally sinking in | |
| Maybe getting in the last word doesn' t really mean you win |