Expectations

Pick yourself up off the floor
Brush the dust off of each shoulder
You may feel helpless but it's not the end of the world

Say you're a picture without a frame
Just settle seven more years
As your cells rearrange

With a crooked wine smile
Wash that white winter blue away
Keep that grievance at bay

But will I ever live up to
All your expectations
I'd been lost for many months
When all of a sudden
There your face was



Credits
Writer(s): Mario Raymond Julien Van Den Bergh, Dirk De Weerdt
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