Maybe I'll see you again,
Maybe
And maybe I won't
Maybe you bought your ticket going back to Detroit
Air-o-plains make strangers of us all
Give us distance
Much to easily
Jim says some destines should not be delivered
But you and I see now
Baby
That still they are
Winning it makes losers of us all
Gives us distance
Much to easily

Well I wrap myself in cities I've traveled
I wrap myself in dreams
I wrap myself in solitude
But I wish I could wrap myself in thee

Tonight it's hot
Without you tomorrow be cold
Winter will come along
Driven by snow
Love it makes strangers of us all
When we fall
Oh so thoughtlessly

Well I wrap myself in cities I've traveled
I wrap myself in dreams
I wrap myself in solitude
But I wish I could wrap myself in thee

Once we breathe the breath
Of sweet surrender
Pure, pure air of air
Filled our atmosphere
But night it makes stars of us all
until we fall
For everyone to see

Well I wrap myself in cities I've traveled
I wrap myself in dreams
I wrap myself in strangers arms
But I wish I could wrap myself in thee

Well I wrap myself in cities I've traveled
I wrap myself in dreams
I wrap myself in solitude
But I wish I could wrap myself in thee

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Writer(s): ALLEN LANIER