When you meet someone that you don’t know But you know them just the same You begin wondering if by chance it might be An Acquaintance from yesterday’s train ( ) ( ) Well there’s something in her eyes that you’ve seen before Maybe a memory or a mistress from another world But you know that the trees are green and a baby cries >From dust to dust yet nothing dies You never know where we are in this endless place Or who we are in this endless space But we know that the trees are green and a baby cries >From dust to dust yet nothing dies Yesterday’s train is rolling Can you touch it thru the mist Did you meet someone on yesterday’s train Can you tell it with a kiss can you tell it with a kiss