Out of the labyrinth into the Great Perhaps
Looking for Alaska in the Southern heat
But the darkness falls and there is nothing left
Just her tears so bitter and her scent so sweet
Out of the labyrinth into the Great Perhaps
With a little wine to help her get a bit more high
With the deadly weight of all the past regrets
Stolen kiss is taken into the stormy night
Out of the labyrinth into the Great Perhaps
Looking for Alaska as the weeks fly by
Gone forever, isn't found on any maps
When it is all over, it's the Young who die