Running out on the streets He lives from day to day Looking for something to do He needs to get away. Hoping that maybe one day He could be someone Praying that maybe someday He could be number one. In his world of make believe

Baby, I'm dreamin' Someday I'll find her And I'm still reminded Maybe she's best in dreams She's still the best I've seen Out on her windowsill Baby remember Maybe I'm out of luck

Why go home? Why go home, why go home, why go home, why go home What you taught me (why go home) She scratches a letter Into a wall made of stone Maybe someday Another child Won't feel as alone as she does It's been two years

And maybe someday down the road I wanna know you Whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh I'll sit back and say to myself I wanna go there where you go I wanna find out what you know Yeah, I thought so I like how you are with me

But surely not today Someday I won't be afraid of my head Someday I will not be chained to my bed Someday I’ll forget the day he left One day I won't need a PhD To sit me down and tell me what it all means Maybe one day it'll be a breeze, ah But surely

Maybe Monday, maybe not Someday he'll come along, the man I love And he'll be big and strong, the man I love And when he comes my way I'll do my best to make him stay She'll look at him and smile, He'll understand And in a little while he'll take her

Someday maybe they'll change you, change you But don't let don't let em lead you, lead you astray But baby I won't let em take you, take you away Cause someday they'll try to break, you break you Some say when hearts race there's no saving grace Though

His mama told him "someday you will be a man And you will be the leader of a big old band Many people coming from miles around To hear your playing music when the sun goes down Maybe someday you name will be in lights saying "Johnny B. Good tonight" Deep

Baby, I'm dreamin Someday I'll find her And I'm still reminded Maybe she's best in dreams She's still the best I've seen Out on her windowsill Baby remember Maybe I'm out of luck

Meet me tonight in Atlantic City But maybe everything that dies someday comes back And meet me tonight in Atlantic City Well they blew up the chicken man in Philly last night Now they blew up his house too Down on the boardwalk they're gettin' ready For