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