Here's a friend of a friend of Never spoke the lad before He is only in his 10th year I'm in 12, so he's ignored Smiling eyes and he says; maybe baby And then we laugh our heads off It's like he puts his words in my mouth Kind of odd to come across The cosmic tumblers clicking into place Who are you? Did we meet before we met? Who are you? I haven't found myself, not yet We're not to be separated We start a band an play it cool Dress in unison, get noticed And kiss the same girl after school We make a virtue of necessity Who are you? Did we meet before we met? Who are you? I haven't found myself, not yet But when she arrived, that crush, that made your life And I moved away We became that old cliche Sometimes we meet and happily talk shop I can't stop thinking Who are you? Have we ever met before? Who are you? Are you still the same?