Potentially, Conceivably, Perchance (But Don’t Quote Me)
[Intro] [Long Intro] [Intro] “Hmm… I think… It’s a possibility…” [Verse 1] You walked me home beneath the fading light, I almost said “something”… but not tonight. But words feel a bit extreme, So I stayed quiet, didn’t say a thing. You smiled like I was meant to stay, I said, “Commitment’s hard, okay?” Then I thought romance is just a chance, And called it a “social circumstance.” [Background Singers] (“She’s doing it again…”) [Pre-Chorus] I’m not saying I don’t care, I’m just not that aware. [Chorus] Potentially… Conceivably… Perchance I’m falling for you. Hypothetically… statistically… There’s a chance I might come through. It’s not a yes, it’s not a no, It’s somewhere in the middle of the road. But don’t quote me—if you please… I specialize in potentiality. [Background Singers] (“POTENTIALITY!”) [Verse 2] You held my hand, I held it back, Haven’t made my mind up about tactile acts. Is it a spark? Or a minor thrill? Or am I just getting ill? You leaned in close, I leaned away, To reassess the words I say. Then I leaned back—a bit complacent— And called it “fate adjacent.” [Background Singers] (“Fate adjacent?!” “What does that even mean?!”) [Pre-Chorus] I would write your name if I could spell, But maybe it’s just too soon to tell. [Chorus] Potentially… Conceivably… Perchance I’m yours… or am I? Possibly… regrettably… I’m emotionally on the fly. It’s not confusion, please understand— Just a very slow and careful scan. But don’t quote me—if you please… I deal in uncertainties. [Background Singers] (“JUST PICK ONE!” “I AM!” “WHEN?!”) [Bridge] If love should be simple, clear, and bright, Why does it feel like a hard day’s night? You’re not a very good persuader… So I’ll get back to you maybe later. [Background Singers] (“Later?!” “Girl make up your mind!”) [Verse 3] Then your interest in me started to wane, I feared I wouldn’t see you again. So I whispered in your ear, In a voice so soft and clear: You could be the one for me… But you’ll have to trust and see… Just wait and see… [Background Singers] (“NOW WHAT YOU DOIN’, GIRL?!”) [Chorus] Potentially… Conceivably… Perchance—is this destiny? Probably… eventually… I’ll figure out what you are to me. If I get back to you, I’ll let you know— After I analyze my ego. But don’t quote me—don’t you dare… I’m not quite finished being there. [Background rising: “She’s talking him to death!”] [Outro] (Shoo-doo…) Could beI love you… (Shoo-doo…) Or maybe I just don’t know… (Shoo-doo…) Don’t quote me… (Shoo-doo…) Gotta go… [Outro] [End Now] [NO MORE SONG, END] [Instruments Stop] [Silence] [Definitive end to song] [End]
