Next Time

Next time I'll keep my cards close to my chest

And when I go to jump the gun instead I'll rest

Next time I go to speak a word

I'll bite my tongue and stay unheard

Next time I'll keep my cards close to my chest

Next time I'll take my secret to the grave

And when I want to laugh, I will seal my lips and behave

There'll be no more "i's" to dot

For I'll no longer pen my thoughts

Next time I'll take my secret to the grave

Next time I'll take my secret to the grave

And when I want to laugh, I will seal my lips and behave

There will be no more "i's" to dot

For I'll no longer pen my thoughts

Next time I'll take my secret to the grave