Maybe Tomorrow - Jim Croce

Smoke another cigarette, have another drink or two

Sit by the telephone 'til morning

She never tells me where she’s goin'

But I think it’s mighty plain

Maybe tomorrow

She’ll be back home again

She wasn’t like this when I met her

Whatever made her change?

Now she never even says I love you

She just comes a-rollin' in

Never wanting to explain

Maybe tomorrow she’ll be back home again

Wish that I could meet him

Just to tell him who I am

I would like to find out what he has

That I don’t have

She never says a thing about him but it’s plain as day

She’s going somewhere every evening

Can’t take it too much longer

I think I’m goin' insane

Maybe tomorrow she’ll be back home again

Wish that I could meet him

Just to tell him who I am

I would like to find out what he has

That I don’t have

She never says a thing about him but it’s plain as day

She’s going somewhere every evening

Can’t take it too much longer

I think I’m goin' insane

Maybe tomorrow she’ll be back home again