Were it not for my expectations
What would I see in you
Would I be able to hold and consider
That you were true
Would my eyes they assist me in the
Fathoming of you soul or
Would my arms they combine to keep
You in control of my empty heart
And expectant of my dreams
Were it not for my expectations
I would be alone it seems for they
Guide me in my uncertanty of those
Aspects of you that based upon
Behaviour surely are not true for
Do you not come to me at night
With a coldness in your heart
With that dazed and distant look
That forever keeps us apart from
Each other in every way that counts
Were it not for my expectations
I surely would walk out and close
The door of life for without you
There is no doubt that all else is
Insignificant there being no need
To shout it from the rooftops for
My mind is an open book and those
That do see me merely have to look
And know I am lost without you by
My side for when you loose your love
Of life tell me where you can hide
Were it not for my expectations
I would be dead