I'm standing in a phone booth
And I'm not sure what time it is
But I don't think it really matters
It's been awhile since I talked to him
I hold my breath as the telephone starts to ring
Will he say “how are ya? How ya been?”
And when I ask if we can get together
What will he say?
What will he say?

Finally a familiar “hello”
My hand tightens around the telephone
It's been a while, my little darlin'
Hope you're doing well
I hope we're still friends
We talk for awhile
Til he said “I gotta go
There's someone waitin' for me
I have to let you know”

Maybe the next time
Love will make its way through
Old hearts will turn new

And no one counts the reasons
Why things change just like the seasons
Show their signs (love's never on time)
Maybe over the horizon
There'll be someone to confide in
Someone new
Why can't I be with you?

There's something weighing heavy in my soul
The world seems frozen, seems so cold
There'll be no celebration of love tonight
This party ended a long time ago
Guess I'll pick up all the broken pieces
Glue them back together, back on the shelf
For awhile

Maybe the next time
Love will make its way through
Maybe the next time
Old hearts will turn new

Maybe the next time