Anticipation

We can never know about the days to come

But we think about them anyway

And I wonder if I'm really with you now

Or just chasing after some finer day

Anticipation

Anticipation is making me late

Is keeping me waiting

And I tell you how easy it feels to be with you

And how right your arms feel around me

But I, I rehearsed those words just late last night

When I was thinking about how right tonight might be

Anticipation

Anticipation is making me late

Is keeping me waiting

And tomorrow we might not be together

I'm no prophet, Lord, I don't know nature's ways

So I'll try, see into your eyes right now

And stay right here 'cause these are the good old days

These are the good old days

And stay right here 'cause these are the good old days

These are the good old days

These are the good old days

These are the good old days

These are the good old days