[Verse 1]
When, when, when will we meet?
When I'm outside the station
A whirlwind of rubbish around my feet
When, when, when will you come?
With an army around you
Will I turn on my toes, will I run?

[Chorus]
Will you strip the branches from the trees?
For me... for me... for me
The old life is over
The old life is over

[Verse 2]
When, when, when will we meet?
Will you turn round and face me?
The ship fallen far from it's fleet
When, when, when will you come?
With a handful of sky
Paper thin moon on your tongue

[Chorus]
Will you strip, the branches from the trees?
For me... for me... for me
The old life is over
The old life is over