Maybe it will be
a song we used to share
Maybe it's a familiar scent
hanging in the air
Maybe it will be
flowers that we like
Maybe it will be the Moon
and how she shines bright
Maybe it will be
a laugh I hear inside
Maybe it's the way I feel
when into my Soul you glide
Maybe it's a million things
one by one they come my way
Maybe it is meant for me
to cry over you each day
(SS061611)
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