Maybe he will come out this Maybe he won't Somehow I'm not too bothered Either way
Maybe he will come out of this loving me Maybe he will come out of this I smell declarations of solitude Maybe he will come out of this
Vietnam vet comes after the war Lands in my house This wild lion doesn't fit in this chair
Maybe he will come out of this loving me Maybe he won't I'm not taming no animal Maybe he will come out of this
Once it was simple One feeling at a time It reached its peak then transformed These abstract complex feelings I just don't know How to handle them Should I throw oil On one of his moods But which one? Make the joy peak Humour peak Frustration peak Anything peak For clarity
Maybe he will come out of this loving me Maybe he won't I'm not taming no animal Maybe he will come out of this
Maybe he will come out of this Maybe he won't Somehow I'm not too bothered Either way Somehow I'm not too bothered Either way
I refuse, it's a sign of maturity To be stuck in complexity
I demand clarity Either way
Maybe he will come out of this Or he will feel solitaire Somehow I'm not too bothered I'd just like to know