(Verse 1)

You took me to your favourite place on earth

To see the tree they cut down ten years from your birth

Our fingers traced in circles round its history

We brushed our hands right back in time through centuries as



(Fill)

You held

Me down

You said:



(Chorus)

I'll see you in the future when we're older

When we are full of stories to be told

Crossing my heart and hope to die

I'll see you with your laughter lines



(Verse 2)

Changes on our hands and on our faces

Oh-oh

Memories are mapped out by the lines

we'll trace as



(Back to fill+chorus)



(Bridge)

Ashen faces in cool breeze

Ashen faces in cool breeze

Armed with stories you will leave (Oh-oh)

Armed with stories you will leave



(Back to Chorus)



(Outro)

I'll see you in the future when we're old

I'll see you in the future when we're old

(Oh-oh-oh-oh-ooooooh)