expectation

said the voice from afar:

everything you ever told me

could have been a lie, we

may never have been in love.

stuck on thinking that there is

always something to lose,

or a hit from above.

I don't need what I'm holding

onto to. I wish I knew.

but meanwhile

fluctuations are aching my

soul, expectation is taking its

toll. fluctuations are aching

my soul'cause everything you

ever told me could have been

a lie we may never have

been in love.

and then I will escape, I'll

never ever have to see another

disappointed face, no one to

please. every now and then,

it feels like, in all of the uni-

verse, there is nobody for me.

I told myself I wouldn't care,

no I wouldn't care.

but when she said she'd come

round I combed my hair,

yes I checked my hair.

fluctuations are aching

my soul, expectation is

taking its toll.