maybe, baby's gonna keep its heart, you take me all apart like lego. maybe, you knew, i would give it up, but made me anyway, and i let go
trapped in all these doubts, keep following me blind, and hope that it's all fine. and some how we're stripped bare of our pride, you following me down, like maybe you're to high to think straight, but
feel... now don't you feel... i would never turn you down.
maybe, at last baby's growing up, saw all of it, kept beginning from the start. maybe i stuck. sure, it's getting old to pray for happy ever after, we're
trapped in all these doubts, keep following me blind, and hope that it's all fine. and some how we're stripped bare of our pride, you following me down, like maybe you're to high to think straight, but
feel... now don't you feel... i would never turn you down.