Dead from all the loneliness and this is how I feel
Understanding everything has never been my deal
Maybe you have crossed my path to live inside of me
Or maybe you're the reason why I'm losing all my decency

But I believe that you and me
We could be so happy and free
Inside a world of misery
And I believe that you and me
We could be so inside of you, inside of me
'Cause this could be the one
This could be the one, this could be the one
This could be the one

I've been lookin', lookin', lookin'
I've been lookin' for my Mrs. Right but she don't exist
Chemistry is everything and we're anything but this
Maybe I have crossed your path to sweep you off your feet
Or maybe I'm the reason why you cry at night before you sleep

But I believe that you and me
We could be so happy and free
Inside a world of misery
And I believe that you and me
We could be so inside of you, inside of me
'Cause this could be the one
This could be the one, this could be the one
This could be the one

But what do you think? We could give it a try
'Cause you never know, maybe we could be soulmates
But maybe not (maybe not) or maybe so (maybe so)
If you never try, then you'll never know (never know)
The grass could be greener (could be)
And it will always be greener on the other side
But you just never know
This could be the one

I do believe that you and me
We could be so happy and free
Inside a world of misery
And I believe that you and me
We could be so inside of you, inside of me
'Cause this could be the one
This could be the one, this could be the one
This could be the one

Maybe so (maybe so)
Maybe not (maybe not)
Who knows? (Who knows?)

If you're alone, I know why
If you can hide, then go hide away
But I want you to stay, hey
And blow me away, away
I want you to stay
And blow me away, away
If you're alone, don't you cry
If you can hide, then go hide away
I want you to stay (I want you to stay), hey
And blow me away your way, your way
I want you to stay (I want you to stay), hey
And blow me away, away, your way, your way

(Yo Fred)
(Come on kid)
(He's a bozo)
(You did it again)
(That beat is)
(Yo that beat is pretty hot)

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): John Everett Otto, Leor Dimant, Samuel Robert Rivers, Wesley Louden Borland, William Frederick Durst