Next Time Lyrics - Al Stewart

He heard the clatter of her heels in the street 

The clock said half-past three 

He lay there waiting in the dark to hear 

The scraping of the front-door key 

He wouldn't say to her 

"Don't want to know where you were" 

She wouldn't find him there 

Next time 

She missed the train, she felt the rain upon her face 

It seemed to clear her head 

She watched him drive into the night 

A broken tail-light, a speck of red 

She still felt his touch 

It didn't seem to mean that much 

She wouldn't go back there 

Next time 

When you were just a kid you loved 

To go to movies in the afternoon 

And so you left the factory 

And got a job in the projection-room 

Bette Davis plays 

Ran away with the passing days 

You'll be a movie-star 

Next time