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

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

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

Maybe I'm dreaming I hope it's not so Somedays' comin', it's comin' I know Someday she'll be here, that's a fact Someday, she'll be coming right back I hope it's not so, but Someday she's comin' back I know You know I'm ready, to see her again When that

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

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

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

Why don't you go ahead and break my heart? And maybe someday we can try again If you really need a brand new start Why are you waiting, is it way too hard? If moving on is what you wanna do Why don't you do it? Why don't you do it, baby? You can't tell

You are ahead by a century With revenge and doubt First thing we'd climb a tree And maybe then we'd talk Or sit silently And listen to our thoughts With illusions of someday Cast in a golden light No dress rehearsal