Hold Your Maybe

You said stay, but you spoke it quiet

Like a secret

you didn't want to keep

I heard maybe

in the kitchen silence

While the rest of the neighborhood was fast asleep

And now the distance is a heavy road to trace

Trying to find the warm light of your face

I held on to a word you didn't mean

Falling through the spaces in between (oh-oh-oh)

Packed my bags in the morning grayness

Left the key

on the wooden stand

Funny how the things we leave unspoken

Are the heaviest to carry in our hand

And now the distance is a heavy road to trace

Trying to find the warm light of your face

I held on to a word you didn't mean

Falling through the spaces in between (yeah)

I heard maybe... (mmm-mmm) You said stay