Anticipation

Your anticipation could be anything you want

And that you’ve lost

Your anticipation makes you be someone you’re not

When you’re old

Just relax and take your time, to be that new man

Who’s just walking down the street with a smile

And looks like no one

Just hanging out, without care of time

Long way 'round to take you home

So, don’t let me down

Your anticipation could be anything you want

And that you’ve lost

Your anticipation makes you be someone you’re not

When you’re old

And try to be just the man, who’s not in there

Where a man can't describe his mind

And don’t forget time plays against you

So you better don’t sleep

Your anticipation makes you be someone you’re not, when you’re old

Your anticipation broke your helmet just before, the left off

Your anticipation caught your fingers with the door

And then you’re fucked

All right, child

So what kind of man do you want to be?