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 way
So I'll try to see into your eyes right now
And stay right here
'Cause these are the good old days