Here is expection Here is a dream This is the way things should have been Ans it's so sad, so sad, so sad About the way things are So sad, so sad, so sad, so sad
See his face, see his eyes Full of trust, so unwise Built it up, much too high So unwise, so unwise
Here is anticipation But no defence Now I hate his innocence And it's too bad, too bad, too bad About the way things are Too bad, too bad, too bad, too bad
