Lletres: Arthur Russell. Maybe She.

Maybe she would take a walk, even though I just have met her.; together we could maybe talk, or maybe I should just forget her. The only thing she could say is 'no', best try now while the sky is lighter, I'll just let my feelings show, I'll just go up and invite her. She might think I'm very strange, she might think I want to date her; that would be hard to arrange, maybe I should ask her later. Wonder if she knows I'm scared, does she know I'm glad to meet her? Standing with my feelings bare, she'll know when I start to greet her. Won't do any harm to try, better than just looking at her, I'll just look into her eyes, if she won't come, it doesn't matter. I'd be cool if she refused, she might think that I won't fit her; I won't show it if I lose, I won't be sad and I won't be bitter. Maybe she would take a walk, even though I just have met her; together we could maybe talk, or maybe I could just forget her

(Thanks to Cecilia for these lyrics)