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
