Another F*****g Jazz Quartet - Dominic Duval with Herb Robertson, Bob Hovey and Jay Rosen

I don't expect my love affairs to last for long Never fool myself that my dreams will come true Being used to trouble I anticipate it But all the same I hate it, wouldn't you? So what happens now? (Another suitcase in another hall) So what happens now? (Take your picture off another wall) Where am I going to? (You'll get by, you always have before) Where am I going to? Time and time again I've said that I don't care That I'm immune to gloom, that I'm hard through and through But every time it matters all my words desert me So anyone can hurt me and they do So what happens now? (Another suitcase in another hall) So what happens now? (Take your picture off another wall) Where am I going to? (You'll get by, you always have before) Where am I going to? Call in three months time and I'll be fine, I know Well, maybe not that fine, but I'll survive anyhow I won't recall the names and places of each sad occasion But that's no consolation here and now So what happens now? (Another suitcase in another hall) So what happens now? (Take your picture off another wall) Where am I going to? (You'll get by, you always have before) Where am I going to? (Don't ask anymore)

Another spring, another love And yet it's always the same Another spring, Another love But love has only one name Another face, another smile Another ride back to the moon Another heart that asks for mine But in my heart the same old tune Alone at night I gently untie the past A photograph, a letter A golden dress that couldn't last And so, another dance, another kiss But waiting behind every door That other spring My only love will haunt me forever more