Next Big Thing

I met her at a bar where I often sit down And have myself a drink She played my favorite song Before I had time to think So I bought her a round and she pounded it down Let out a laugh like a freight train We exchanged small talk Doesn't it feel that way? She said, "You and I we're two of a kind, not afraid to dream We could be, the next big thing" She told me, her roommate was gone for the weekend Borrowed her car and took off with her boyfriend They'd be married soon Was it December or June? She was an artist with a two bedroom apartment Her dad kept her going on a weekly allowance She'd be graduating soon Was it December or June? She said, "You and I we're two of a kind, not afraid to dream We could be, the next big thing" So I bought her one more And she stared at the door Watching the parade moving out and in She made fun of their clothes She said that I could never be one of those And I thought to myself, you're just like everybody else Standing at the station, but missing the train I turned to catch her expression She walked back over to me And I said, "You and I we're two of a kind, not afraid to dream We coulda' been, the next big thing" The next big thing The next big thing The next big thing