Expectations

That boy had the highest of expectations

And he heard that Jesus would fill him up

Maybe something got lost in the language

If this was full, then why bother?

This was not the way it looked on the billboard

Smiling family beaming down on the interstate

And you know that we all try to blame someone

When our dreams won't rise up from their sleep

And the reaching of the steeple felt like one more

Expensive ad for something cheap

This was not the way it looked on the billboard

Smiling family beaming down on the interstate

He dressed up nice for the congregation

Scared somebody's gonna find him out

Through the din and the clatter of the hallelujahs

A stained-glass Jesus sings.

This was not the way it looked on the billboard

Smiling family beaming down on the interstate