Past Lives

I heard a voice it came to me

And then it said

What fools what fools what fools that we have been

Our past lives know

What we became

You call my phone

I don't answer but I don't throw it away

I know I've never met you but I think I know you well

Put it all behind you before it all goes to hell

You say you want to stay here, then you storm away from my house

I hope this does not work out for you in the end

I've never ever known

Where my future goes

And you are going too. You're going too

I know I've never met you but I think I know you well

Put it all behind you before it all goes to hell

You say you want to stay here, then you storm away from my house

I hope this does not work out for you in the end