I wish I could go back in time

Tell you it has turned out fine

Like it has, like it has, like it has

I sit here singing in the sun

Words not meant for anyone

Just you, just you, just you

Cos this is the song, this is the song

Oh yeah

This is the song that I wrote myself in the future



The air was shot of hope

Knots became your name for the rope

Then the noose, then the noose, then the noose

You put it down and found it made no sense

You bought the farm and then you built the fence

At your expense, at your expense

And this is the song, this is the song

Oh yeah

This is the song that I wrote myself in the future



I know it's hard as you hear this for you to see

The desperation you feel now will disappear one day

For you, for me



Cos this is the song, this is the song

Oh yeah

This is the song that you wrote yourself in the future