I know one day you'll have to go
and that's the day that I will know,
that you'll be under heaven's apple tree
looking down and watching over me.
I'll miss you and you'll miss me,
so I'll dream of our apple tree
and you sitting there, waiting on me.
One day I'll be there too,
Sitting under the tree with you.
I just want you to know,
That even when you're gone,
You'll always be my John.