Walking down the street.

Falling on my feet

Never seem to meet

expectations

Stepping far behind

No one speaks their mind

Wishing I was blind

(to) expectations.

Talk to me of all the things

that you were afraid to say to me.

What you judge is what you bring

every day and every way you see…

It’s my destiny

One day I’ll be free

No more fear for me

(of) expectations

Now this song is done.

Bless you everyone.

Hope the battles’s gone

from expectations

Talk to me of all the things.

that you were afraid to say to me.

What you judge is what you bring

every day and every way you see

expectations.

Expectations.