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 you held me down you said

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

And we are full of stories to be told

Cross my heart and hope to die

I'll see you with your laughter lines "

Changes on our hands and on our faces oh oh

Memories are mapped out by the lines we'll trace

As you held me down you said

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

And we are full of stories to be told

Cross my heart and hope to die

I'll see you with your laughter lines "

Ashen faces in cold breeze

Ashen faces in cold breeze

All the stories you will leave

All the stories you will leave

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

And we are full of stories to be told

Cross my heart and hope to die

I'll see you with your laughter lines

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

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