Harry Connick, Jr. - Maybe lyrics

Maybe far away or maybe real near by He may be pouring her coffee She may be straightening his tie Maybe in a house all hidden by a hill She's sittin', playin' piano He's sittin', payin' a bill Betcha they're young Betcha they're smart Bet they collect things like ashtrays and art Betcha they're good Why shouldn't they be? Their one mistake was giving up me So maybe now it's time And maybe when I wake They'll be there calling me, baby Maybe So maybe now this prayer's the last one of its kind Won't you please come, get your baby Maybe