Don’t stand so close to me We make electricity And it would help if you’d say something Instead of staring at me with those eyes It’s getting harder for me to disguise That I’d like to feel your lips on mine
Maybe in another country Maybe on a distant shore Maybe if I’d made a left instead Or wandered through a different door Maybe on a faraway planet In a futuristic time Maybe in a book of fiction, I’d have been yours
Don’t be so interesting Or smart, and kind, and funny I’m having trouble remembering Why I can’t just walk over and say “Whatcha doing the rest of the day? How about you and me run away?”
Maybe in an ancient temple On the sound of an an unheard prayer Maybe if I’d answered “yes” instead Or followed a whim somewhere Maybe in a mountain kingdom Where the people speak in rhyme Maybe in a book of fiction, I’d have been yours
The story goes like this We meet and then we kiss And then it goes, how stories go Till happily it ends
Maybe in an Argo vessel In the light of the farthest star Maybe we’ll be born again someday And I’ll remember who you are Maybe on a desert island In an era before our time Maybe in a book of fiction, I’d have been yours And you’d have been mine