Текст песни Nikka Costa - Maybe
Nikka Costa - Maybe слова песни
Maybe faraway, or maybe real nearbyHe maybe pouring her coffeeShe maybe straightening his tieMaybe in a house, all hidden by a hillShe`s sittin` playing pianahHe`s sitting paying a billBetcha they`re youngBetcha they`re smartBet the collect things like ash trays ans artBetcha they`re good why shouldn`t they beTheir one mistake was giving up meSo, maybe now it`s timeAnd maybe when I wakeThey`ll be there calling me babyMaybeBetcha he reads, betcha she sewsMaybe she`s made me a closet of clothesMaybe they`re strick, as straight as a lineDon`t really care as long as they`re mineSo, maybe now this prayer`sThe last one of it`s kindWon`t you please come and get yor babyMaybe