A visionary's tune bleeds the same as a common grave.
Should have known the truth, known it’s true --
We anticipate your every move.
Anticipate your every move.

Here's one thing I never got to get quite off my mind--
Here's one thing I never got to tell you to your face--
Bitter, but I'm trying to find a way,
Hoping to understand, how to get this:

Serenade, in tune, through the trees in the summer shade.
Should have known the truth, known it's true:
We anticipate your every move,
Anticipate your every move.

Here's one thing I never got to tell you to your face:
All the things you meant to me and all the human race
Would go right through that head of yours I can explain
If it's up to you to decide the rules, I hope you choose well.