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