Expecting Songtext
von Clouds

Put my arms around her waist
My hands can hardly touch
We′ll be needing much more space
I feel his tiny feet now

I'm terrified of making
A single mistake
But I′m overcome with joy
This boy's from the love we make


I've been working overtime
At practising my part
Though I′m slightly past my prime
I don′t feel old and grey now

I'm holding back any doubts
I have in my mind
′Cause I'm overcome with joy
This boy′s from the love we make

I can hardly wait