The New Maybe (Live at The Bath House) - The Tragically Hip

You could write, you could think, you could've sex

You could leave your jewelry in a bowl beside the bed

Stare out the window, down the lawn, to the lake

For as long as it takes

Maybe it's the things we don't say

Maybe it's the things we don't say

Maybe it's the things we don't say

Maybe, love is the new maybe

I know what winter's about, too many nights, not enough days

I watched the birds fly south and no, I don't wait

The last words out of my mouth, stay out of my way

And I'm in a wrong place

Maybe it's the things we don't say

Maybe it's the things we don't say

Maybe it's the things we don't say

Maybe, love is the new maybe

Maybe, love is the new maybe

Maybe, love is the new maybe