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