who are you

Here's a friend of a friend of
Here's a friend of a friend of
Never spoke the lad before
He is only in his 10th year
I'm in 12, so he's ignored
Smiling eyes and he says; maybe baby
Smiling eyes and he says; maybe baby
And then we laugh our heads off
It's like he puts his words in my mouth
Kind of odd to come across
The cosmic tumblers clicking into place
Who are you?
Who are you?
Did we meet before we met?
Who are you?
I haven't found myself, not yet
Who are you?
We're not to be separated
We're not to be separated
We start a band an play it cool
Dress in unison, get noticed
And kiss the same girl after school
We make a virtue of necessity
Who are you?
Who are you?
Did we meet before we met?
Who are you?
I haven't found myself, not yet
Who are you?
But when she arrived, that crush, that made your life