Anticipation
We can never know about the days to comeBut we think about them anywayAnd I wonder if I'm really with you nowOr just chasing after some finer day
Anticipation, anticipationIs making me lateIs keeping me waiting
And I tell you how easy it feels to be with youAnd how right your arms feel around meBut I rehearsed those words just late last nightWhen I was thinking about how right tonight might be
Anticipation, anticipationIs making me lateIs keeping me waiting
And tomorrow we might not be togetherI'm no prophet and I don't know nature's wayBut I'll try to see into your eyes right nowAnd stay right here'Cause these are the good old daysThese are the good old days
And stay right here'Cause these are the good old daysThese are the good old daysThese are the good old daysThese are the good old daysThese are the good old days