Another Suitcase in Another Hall (From "Evita") - Marti Webb

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?

So what happens now?

Where am I going to?

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?

So what happens now?

Where am I going to?

Where am I going go?

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?

So what happens now?

Where am I going to?

Where am I going to?