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