words and music by paula mcmath

I was born the unwanted one
I cried for life when it’d just begun
and in the end my street never stops cryin’
the noise, the toys the dog-in-heat boys
to hear the howling was not my choice
and I wonder if this longing will pass away

maybe one day maybe one day
maybe one day just maybe

a friend of ours said it plain
she won’t give you one to take your name
and now he’ll be forever out there hangin’
the word, the rhyme, the forming lines
not enough room and not enough time
and yes and no are words that we can’t say

maybe one day maybe one day
maybe one day just maybe

for a moment on that summer night
we thought there was a child inside
and I couldn’t keep my face from fallin’
you saw my storm though you’d been warned
I couldn’t hide my false alarm
and I wondered how you’d ever vow to stay

you told me then we’d begin again
it’s not our fault how we bend the wind
but for us there’ll be no happy ending
as you left to seek your daughter’s son
you said maybe one day you’ll find someone
but I’ll be calling for you ’til my cliffside falls away

maybe one day maybe one day
maybe one day just maybe