(Carly Simon)
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We can never know about the days to come
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But we think about them anyway
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And I wonder if I'm really with you now
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Or just chasing after some finer day.
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Anticipation, Anticipation
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Is making me late
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Is keeping me waiting
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And I tell you how easy it is to be with you
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And how right your arms feel around me.
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Bit I rehearsed those words just late last night
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When I was thinking about how right tonight might be.
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Anticipation, Anticipation
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Is making me late
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Is keeping me waiting
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And tomorrow we might not be together
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I'm no prophet, I don't know natures way
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So I'll try to see into your eyes right now
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And stay right here, 'cause these are the good old days.
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Anticipation
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| Carly Simon |
