The Next Best Thing - The Ditty Bops

Here today

Gone tomorrow

Thinking ahead to the next best thing

Living against the grain of the here and now

We never learn

We never let ourselves

Why don’t we travel with the wind

And pretend that the branches are waving

Why don’t we let ourselves unwind

'Til our hearts begin to sing

Like the kite at the end of its string

We’re not sure what this is or why it’s here

But we’re glad it is

Turn your back and sure enough that thing is gone

For good

Why don’t we travel with the wind

And pretend that the branches are waving

Why don’t we let ourselves unwind

'Til our hearts begin to sing

Like the kite at the end of its string

Here today

Gone tomorrow

Thinking ahead to the next best thing