Scrolling down my feed Filtered photos on my screen I'm reminded of the places that I'm not And I've got you on my phone Thinking maybe when I'm home I will find that what I'm hoping for comes true The way you talk to me Has got me thinking maybe Maybe in a month Or maybe in a year or two Or maybe not at all We will become Maybe in a month Or maybe in a year or two Or maybe not at all We will become Asleep when you're awake And I'm dreaming of the day When I dig a hole to Lansing from Hanoi Some romantic comedy Is filling my computer screen And every time Meg Ryan speaks Your face is all I see And still you talk to me And keep me thinking maybe Maybe in a month Or maybe in a year or two Or maybe not at all We will become Maybe in a month Or maybe in a year or two Or maybe not at all We will become Maybe in a month We will become