Where is Maplewood?
Not that far away
Where you go on a Saturday night
To believe in something
That this life is not nothing
And your companion is true
And things will get better
Because the moment really matters
Something to believe in
When the debris of this life
Settles down and makes you feel
That the fireplace isn't fake
And the wine is perfect
To remind you that there still is hope
And it still springs eternal
Where is Maplewood?
It's right over there
And it always will be