Déjà Vu ​coldrain

She walks across a crowded street
He stops to light a cigarette
She looks at him as she walks by
He lifts his head a second late
He turns around, but it's too late
She's joined another crowd by then

Some how, he's felt this way before
There's something about her
But will she ever know?

Is this their only fate?
To go in seperate ways
WIll they ever get a chance?
Is this their only fate?
Cause when someday it's too late
"They" will be lost here forever... In this Déjà vu

He walks across a crowded street
She stops to buy a magazine
He looks at her as he walks by
She lifts her head a second late
She turns around but it's too late
He's joined another crowd by then

Some how, she's felt this way before
There's something about him
But will he ever know?