An Ode To Maybe by Third Eye Blind

lead in night at the laundry mat
and i'm staring at you pulling clothes from a dryer
and i'm wondering how i got here
but it seems some how i keep getting stuck in the mire
i needed this more than you i knew
and i let you down and i said i'm sorry
but the light that falls on my castle walls
and my basketballs pelt me with bricks in my dreams
tonight
oh maybe
what you need i hope it finds you
oh i might
i might be
well maybe
maybe someday you'll get it right
if i could bottle my hopes in a store bought scent
they'd be nutmeg peach and they'd pay the rent
and i'd ride a horse and i'd teach a course
on how i got to be a star crossed pimp
tonight
oh maybe
what you need i hope it finds you
oh i might
i might be
well maybe
maybe someday you'll get it right