Maybe

I was dreaming of forever while you planned your grand escape--
Packed up your getaway car, peeled out, and left me in the skid's wake.
I thought you were my home,
I thought you'd keep me safe and warm,
I thought we swore we'd never let each other come to harm.

But, out of thin air you pulled your words--
You no longer long to be mine.
And into thinner air you vanished,
A puff of smoke trailing behind.

CHORUS:

Maybe you're right; maybe I'm the wrong one.
Maybe it's better left alone.
Maybe I'll learn from this in the long run,
And get it right with the next "someone,"
But maybe I am not ready for "goodbye."
I'm not ready for "goodbye."

We swore our love. We felt some soul mate connection.
How could a bond that strong metamorphose into rejection?
You said "Somehow, the foundation of trust that love is built on
Cracked and split under the weight of doubt and suspicion."

Out of thin air you pulled your words--
You no longer long to be mine.
And into thinner air you vanished,
A puff of smoke trailing behind.

(CHORUS)

(CHORUS again)

Maybe you're right, maybe I'm the wrong one.
Maybe you're better on your own.
Maybe I'll learn from this in the long run and I'll get it right with the next "someone,"
But maybe I am not ready for...
I'm not ready for goodbye.