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