Deja You

Somethin' bout the way you look That I can't put my finger on, I've seen it before I've seen it before Somethin' bout the way you laugh That I can't put my finger on, I've heard it before I've heard it before Call it a dream, call it a nightmare But I do not know what it is That everything you do reminds me of a time When I wasn't such a patient man And God, He knows I ask for it But now you're here in front of me And I know I've felt it too Call it deja you Call it deja you Somethin bout the way you look That I can't put my finger on, I've seen it before I know I've seen it before There's something about the way you hurt me That I can't put my finger on, it's hurt me before Oh, it's hurt me before Call it a dream, call it a nightmare But I do not know why it is That everything you do reminds me of a time When I wasn't such a patient man And God, He knows I ask for it But now you're here in front of me And I know I've felt it too Call it deja you Call it deja you