Lyrics by Steven R. Drennon, ©️ 2025 Lyrics may not be remixed, used as prompts for AI, or otherwise reproduced without consent. Please check out my YouTube channel: https://www.youtube.com/@firstep3 Maybe she will laugh like you used to, Lift my spirits like you used to do. Maybe she will dance 'neath the front porch light, And make this house feel warm at night. Maybe she’ll be there when I can’t sleep, And hold me when the hurt runs deep. Maybe she’ll stay when I fall apart, And do her best to heal my heart. Maybe she’ll come and find me soon, Here underneath this lonesome moon. Maybe she’ll see what’s left of me, And hold on tight, not set me free. Maybe she won’t mess with my head, Or echo all the words you said. Maybe she could help me to forget, Except that she, the perfect one for me, I’ve never met. Maybe she won’t leave without a sound, And end up in another town. Maybe she will fight instead of run, And won’t vanish when the pain’s begun. Maybe she will know I gave my best, Even when I had nothin’ left. Maybe she will see what I could be, And show that she has faith in me. Maybe she’ll come and find me soon, Here underneath this lonesome moon. Maybe she’ll see what’s left of me, And hold on tight, not set me free. Maybe she won’t mess with my head, Or echo all the words you said. Maybe she could help me to forget, Except that she, the perfect one for me, I’ve never met. Maybe she’ll wear her hair like you, Or sing me songs like you used to do. Maybe she can help me smile once more, Instead of walking out the door. Maybe she’ll love without a lie, And not just teach me how to cry. Maybe she’s real, or maybe not, But maybe’s all I’ve really got. Maybe she’ll come and find me soon, Here underneath this lonesome moon. Maybe she’ll see what’s left of me, And hold on tight, not set me free. Maybe she won’t mess with my head, Or echo all the words you said. Maybe she could help me to forget, Except that she, the perfect one for me, I’ve never met.
