EXPECTATIONS

( The Keeng )

Counting the stars
Driving my old car
I feel the future I'm alone so far
I'm in the bar
Nothing but my tears in the jar
'Cause now you're gon' too far

Yeah I'm here living with my blues
And you're just busy with him
But, I'm keep worrying about you
And you keep going to him... But

My expectations are expecting
That you'll come to me
That you'll come to me
My expectations are expecting
That you'll come to me
That you'll come to me

My soul and me
Already knows he is in your heart
In the night he enters in your body
Through that places which I never believe in

And I'm here living with my blues
And you're just busy with him
But, I'm keep worrying about you
And you keep going to him... But still

My expectations are expecting
That you'll come to me
That you'll come to me
My expectations are expecting
That you'll come to me
That you'll come to me
That you'll come to me
That you'll come to me
My expectations are expecting
That you'll come to me
That you'll come to me