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