Maybe I Will, Maybe I Won't

I don't want to find my home
Just wonder what happened to it
My hands are cotton stones
Who stole all my bones?All my forgotten poems are a joke
What do I know, baby wood rose
Doesn't it show?
People get old when they're aloneSeven days over the seashells
Sunk so many leagues
Will you come visit me?
Finally finding sleep
We'll swim around in dreams
Stay afloatMaybe we will, maybe we won't
Doesn't it show?
People get old when they're aloneMaybe I will, maybe I won't
Maybe I will, maybe I won'tThe weather is impeccable
Riding to a festival
When suddenly it's grayDo not be afraid for the wind it doesn't stay
It blows and goes away
It blows and blows
But never shows it's faceDoesn't it show?
People get old when they're alone
What do I know?
Maybe I will, maybe I won'tMaybe I will, maybe I won't
(Maybe I will, maybe I won't)
Maybe I will, maybe I won't
(Maybe I will, maybe I won't)
Maybe I will, maybe I won't