Paroles: Jim Cuddy. Light That Guides You Home. Maybe Sometime.

You and me we're not much for talking
Quiet smiles and silent walking
Riding the waves of sunshine in our time

I was driving the dream down the West Coast mountains
Dropping a coin in every fountain
Moving along til you came on my mind

But it's all right now
That was the way we were
There's no sense in changing it now

Maybe sometime
Maybe sometime
Maybe sometime

We followed the moon all the way to Golden
Slept outside til we were almost frozen
Watching the sun come up over Lake Louise

Stories will end and we'll never know just why
There's never the chance to say good-bye

Maybe sometime
Maybe sometime
Maybe sometime

Time rolled through and we just ended
I write you letters but I never send them
I miss you now and I wish I could follow you again

Stories will end and we'll never know just why
There's never the chance to say good-bye

Maybe sometime
Maybe sometime
Maybe sometime