For the anticipation of the night
For the beating in my chest
For its racing and throbbing
For the anticipation of the night.
For my thoughts all jumbled and creative
For times unbearable passing
For the anticipation of the night
For it’s got me waiting.
For my closet to overwhelm me
For the anticipation of the night;
For it to mock me with my indecisive nature.
For my hair to cooperate
For this night I have been anticipating
For my eyes to sparkle
For the next time I set eyes upon you.
For the anticipation of the night,
For the butterflies in my stomach,
For their playful, fluttering behavior,
For the anticipation of the night.
For the final realization
For the final dream come true,
For your hands that hold my face
For those lips that mold with mine
On this night I have been anticipating.