Diagram

Here is expection

Here is a dream

This is the way things should have been

Ans it's so sad, so sad, so sad

About the way things are

So sad, so sad, so sad, so sad

See his face, see his eyes

Full of trust, so unwise

Built it up, much too high

So unwise, so unwise

Here is anticipation

But no defence

Now I hate his innocence

And it's too bad, too bad, too bad

About the way things are

Too bad, too bad, too bad, too bad