Maybe

With our singing hearts
If we fly
Without a promise
would we cry

Maybe Mary
We will spell the wise
Spell the wise

With thoughtful hearts
If we try
Voe not to promise
Would we lie

Maybe Mary
We can fell the wise
fell the wise

Promises are plenty
tossed out like pennies
Promises are gold
you may not hold

With our careful hearts
the bundle untied
Fray all promises
We can cry

Maybe Mary
We can fell the wise
fell the wise