Maybe Next Year No. 2 Songtext
von Lily Talmers
Maybe Next Year No. 2 Songtext
How come after all this time you take the backroads through the gallows of my mind
I dreamt a highway to escape the throes of knowing you again
Sing me a love song with words as simple as a child in a backyard
Her fingers deep inside the dirt
For I′d like to linger for a moment on the memory of that kid
Maybe I can call you once I've figured out how to be someone different
Maybe next year is the year
Life goes on quick; hear it only slows for those who can afford it
And you′ll be rich before you're 40 like your dad says
But you might miss out on a few things in between
We hope to die poor but spend our whole lives working hard for just to save more
I'm not complaining, I′m just saying joy′s a cheap whore
Don't take much money for a little conversation
So maybe I can call you once I′ve figured out how to be someone different
Maybe next year is the year
I'm from the inside of a country that′s been bleeding for a long time
These days a bruise is just a pool in steamy July
You paint a blue sky and everything is fine
So maybe I can call you once I've gotten older I′ll be someone different
Maybe next year is the year
How come after all this time I fool my sweet self into thinking that you're right
I dream a highway I escape the throes of knowing you again
I dreamt a highway to escape the throes of knowing you again
Sing me a love song with words as simple as a child in a backyard
Her fingers deep inside the dirt
For I′d like to linger for a moment on the memory of that kid
Maybe I can call you once I've figured out how to be someone different
Maybe next year is the year
Life goes on quick; hear it only slows for those who can afford it
And you′ll be rich before you're 40 like your dad says
But you might miss out on a few things in between
We hope to die poor but spend our whole lives working hard for just to save more
I'm not complaining, I′m just saying joy′s a cheap whore
Don't take much money for a little conversation
So maybe I can call you once I′ve figured out how to be someone different
Maybe next year is the year
I'm from the inside of a country that′s been bleeding for a long time
These days a bruise is just a pool in steamy July
You paint a blue sky and everything is fine
So maybe I can call you once I've gotten older I′ll be someone different
Maybe next year is the year
How come after all this time I fool my sweet self into thinking that you're right
I dream a highway I escape the throes of knowing you again
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