The Future

Summer in san francisco

Kissing chlorine in the swimming pool

Out of fuel at the phoenix motel

I slept alone again that night

In sweet dreams of mother Ireland

and Father Albion

Sweet dream that you

Come near and I see my

Future Clear and the threshold appears

And I am carrying you over

Carrying you over

Into the Hallway of our

New home

Chaos outside

But i’ve got Your Back

We’ve got our own

Paradise

Now we are private worlds away from

Public eyes I say I love you

More than my life

Truth completely

You come near I see my

Future clear and the

Threshold appears

And I am carrying you over

Carrying me over into

The best days

Of the rest of our lives