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