Maybe when the armies turn to dustMaybe when the barrels turn to rustMaybe when our hearts have turned to loveInstead of lust for bloodWe'll stop bleedingMaybe just beyond where we give upMaybe when we show and we earn trustMaybe when we answerMaybe when we give upThe things with them in front of usWe'll start healingOr maybe I'm wrongI've been wrong beforeMaybe I'm rightBut sometimes I don't knowWhat right is anymoreAnd maybe we're doneBut if we open up the doorMaybe we'll findThe great divideIsn't so greatI'm sure it's worth a tryIt's crazyWe want so muchAnd we kill ourselvesJust to get in the way of loveAnd then if we surviveThe high are eyes clearAnd we realizeIt's just stuffMaybe I'm wrongI've been wrong beforeMaybe I'm rightBut sometimes I don't knowWhat right is anymoreAnd maybe we're doneBut if we open up the doorAnd maybe we'll findThe great divideIsn't so greatIt's her real problemI'm sure it's in our soulThis is the third timeWe fightAnd we don't know what forSo when it comesDon't eat the coldKiss the side of ParisAmor isn't any sight at allMaybe I'm wrong, I've been wrong beforeMaybe I'm right, but sometimes I don't know what right is anymoreMaybe we're done, but if we open up the doorMaybe we'll find the great divide isn't so greatI'm sure, I'm sure it's worth a try