Yesterday's Train

When you meet someone that you don't know But you know them just the same You begin wonderin' if it might chance to be An acquaintance from yesterday's train Well, there's somethin' 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 the baby cries From dust to dust, yet nothing dies You'll 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 the baby cries From dust to dust, yet nothing dies Yesterday's train is rollin', can you touch it through the mist? Did you meet someone on yesterday's train? Can you tell it with a kiss? Could you tell it with a kiss?