I've seen those hands before
In a different country far from here
I've smelled that scent before
But it's not like he's standing beside me
Flashbacks through my senses
My minds spinning, this roads endless... again

A crowded street, somewhere in Italy
Don't know what got into me, I guess he was on my mind
cause I called out for him five times
Flashbacks through my senses
my minds spinning, this roads endless... again
Trying to forget you... again
Running through these streets... again
Won't cure me of the pain from back then

I've seen those hands before
I know them as well as my own
I've heard that voice before
Reminds me why I left home
Flashback through my senses
My minds spinning, this roads endless... again

And his name is everywhere
I see his gaze in strangers eyes
I see the flash of his smile
Every time a car speeds by
Sometimes I wake up
Thinking I'm back in that city
where these sheets were his arms
But then I remember he's not with me

I've seen those hands before
So wide, so slender, so comforting
I've smelled that scent before
so warm and inviting
I've heard that voice before
every evening to help me fall asleep
The last time I saw him was in my dreams

I'm crying inside...
Again....
I'm loosing my mind...
Again...
But ill try...
Again...
To forget him...
Again...

And I try to replace
and I try to reclaim
I try to move on
try to keep out of brain...
I'm going insane

I've seen those hands before
In a country far from here
I've heard that voice before
washing away my fears
I've smelled that scent before
Mixed of old spice and cheer
I've seen those hands before
In a country far from here