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 is to be with you And, how right your arms feel around me Oh! 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, I don't know nature's ways So, I'll try to see into your eyes right now And, stay right here, 'cause these are the good old days These are the good old days
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
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