Maybe

When he was young, thought he’d be famous
So he packed up and he moved out West
But he’s asleep at a desk
Dreaming of the so damn proud who sang every word, he remembers
Suddenly the phone rings telling him
You’re working on the weekend
Memo to himself
Working on the weekend
Wake up run like hell
Maybe we hear the warning but follow our calling anyway
Maybe this is the moment we break it open
Maybe, maybe
Twenty-one and she’s a waitress
Tells her friends that she’s an actress
Waiting for her chance to show the world
She’s not just a pretty girl
Pretend you’re someone else
Maybe we hear the warning but follow our calling anyway
Maybe this is the moment we break it open
Maybe, maybe
Don’t you keep your feet on the ground
Maybe we hear the warning but follow our calling anyway
Maybe this is the moment we break it open
Maybe, maybe
Don’t you keep your feet on the ground