Maybe

I feel sort of hollow And my head feels like a crowd And I know you don’t mean to pretend But you pretend anyway So nothing will change [Chorus:] Counting the ways you put yourself to sleep And the days you put away for safe keeping For maybe yes For maybe no Or just, maybe We’re still alive I hear your kind words And it’s some kind of miracle It all sounds sort of hollow All that’s better left unsaid Won’t ever make it across our bed If you close the distance Then what opens? What if all that’s never said And all that’s in our heads What if all that’s never said Got said [Chorus]