Lyrics Maybe Next Time - Arthur Cole

The first time that I saw her face
Her sweatshirt told me everything I needed to know
I knew that she was too far from her home
I know you're here and I know you're hometown
Next, I'll need to know if you're buying a gown for our wedding day
I need to know if you're running away

She forgot my name on the second time
Mr. Bama red heart on my soul that's aligned it for you
I dream of us only for you
Would you like to watch the stars with me?
But you don't respond cause that ain't reality
You walk away with no words
If I spoke to her would it still hurt?
Would it still hurt?

I keep on running
But I know I won't get too far
It's just the way that the wind blows
I'll just assume that you don't know
I keep on looking
For a part of me to let you go
I'm really better on my own
But I need you so we can go home

When people say you're lonely
I know it could be right
But if I knew that I would take a stab
At a another reason for me to hurt
When people say I'm lucky
I know luck don't exist
Cause if she knew that, I would never pass
On another opportunity to take me out my past
Oh, kinda slow like the Mississippi rolls
It's the only way I know
I know, the third time's always the charm
Slow, Like a Sunday morning service back home
It's the only way she knows
Man, it ain't her fault
She just lives the way she talks

All the same
I'll go on loving you
For as long as I live

There's a drive-in open on Saturday night
You'll be there if I ask you there tonight
Maybe tomorrow's alright
Maybe the next day's alright
Maybe next week is alright
Maybe next year is alright

When people say you're lonely
I know it could be right
But if I knew that I would take a stab
At a another reason for me to hurt
When people say I'm lucky
I know luck don't exist
Cause if she knew that, I would never pass
On another opportunity to take me out my past
Oh, kinda slow like the Mississippi rolls
It's the only way I know
I know, the third time's always the charm
Slow, Like a Sunday morning service back home
It's the only way she knows
Man, it ain't her fault
She just lives the way she talks