I was picking up a suit from the dry cleaners, which is standard for me... Thursday... 12:30. I've got a pretty solid routine these days. I don't know, It just works for me. Anyway, I was leaving, I was getting in my car, and I went to adjust the rearview mirror. But in it's reflection, just for a second, I saw a figure. It started to trigger. Memories flooded back. It stopped me in my track. Who was that? It was my lover. A lover. From a past life. From a past life, (Feel like I saw a ghost), From a past life, (So Unexpected) From a past life, (I was transfixed), From a past life. Well, somewhere between a lover and a friend. It was different back then... Surreal, poetic, but uncertain. Like a bizarre chick flick with a confusing end. But I shut it down, closed it off. The sounds and smells I made myself forget. A cheap solution to black out regret. But it was real. It just feels like a past life. From a past life, (...Crazy) From a past life (It takes a lot to trip me out) For the first time, (I always wondered if you wanted my love) In a long time. So I go about my day as normal, but I can't seem to pass it off as just a random event. It consumes me. I thought I was moving on, but I guess I was just switching off. And now I see my life as the banal slog it instantly became. And I don't know if I can go on the same. But I don't want to dig up old bones. I mean, I don't even know if she has the same phone number. Who knows... Maybe she does. From a past life, (I guess there's no harm in trying) From a past life, (Whats the worst that can happen?) For the first time, (I always wondered if you wanted my love) In a long time. (I tried to say it but it never came out right) From a past life, (You're not a stranger if you're always on my mind) For the first time, (I know it's lame it just didn't feel right) In a long time, *phone ringing* "Hello?"