I saw her face, and I thought it was you. I heard her voice; She sounded just like you. And she looked just like you. And she talked just the same way. And she kissed me just like the way you used to. And she knew my name. She looked like love that had once gone bad. Was she the girl who had made me sad? She reminded me of why she said good-bye. I watched her go and I began to cry.