BABY MAYBE MONTREAL


the cold border post just outside of beaver creek
is a lonely place for the future to begin.
Trying to keep the good thoughts about my psychobaby
don't know if or when I might see her again.

so, canada, i'll answer the call
I shout out to mt. logan out the passenger side
maybe drive all spring all summer deep into the fall
baby maybe montreal

the whole of a country, the whole of a man
laid bare by a winding foreign road
a girl came up to me in the dive down on sherbrooke
wanted my number, so that's all I wrote

so, canada, I really hope you call
as I sift maple leaves and loonies in my hands
I've blown across your country seeking anything at all
baby maybe montreal

waiting is the same game all over the world
though some don't know just what they're waiting for
could be something that you passed by back along the road
could be something that you've never seen before

hey, willis, bet you never thought i'd call
a year can be a lifetime, the world can be small
maybe it's your baby, after all
baby maybe montreal

hey, there...  I never thought you'd call
this year has been a lifetime, this world has been so small
maybe it's my baby, after all
baby maybe montreal

maybe your my baby, after all
baby, maybe montreal