Pulled a ticket from my coat Said "go left" and wrote "go slow" Found a lemon in the sink And a receipt that made me think My shoes were wet from yesterday Mailman waved and looked away I ate a peach on the curb Then I laughed for no good word Funny how it goes Where the small things glow I don't need a sign I just need one line Pocket full of maybes Pocket full of maybes I keep them close, I keep them close They fit me like a promise Pocket full of maybes Pocket full of maybes If the world won't say it straight I'll take the turn and call it fate Gas station flowers by the door A red balloon rolled across the floor Someone dropped a silver key Did it open luck for me? I missed the bus, I missed the rain Still, I walked home through the grain Of a summer stuck in place With a grin across my face Funny how it goes Where the small things glow I don't need a sign I just need one line Pocket full of maybes Pocket full of maybes I keep them close, I keep them close They fit me like a promise Pocket full of maybes Pocket full of maybes If the world won't say it straight I'll take the turn and call it fate One coin, two coins, rolling on the tile One wrong step turns into a smile I was lost, then I found my name In the middle of a half-made game Pocket full of maybes Pocket full of maybes I keep them close, I keep them close They fit me like a promise Pocket full of maybes Pocket full of maybes If the world won't say it straight I'll take the turn and call it fate
