A Tingling Sound, a Mist of Snow

I know you from before Not in this life, in the days of yore I can see you in your eyes The chance we touched freezes my mind I watch you walk away I can't follow you this day But as you turn you look at me The memory feeds into your sanity As you remember something from long ago A tingling sound, a mist of snow A sensual feeling that only we know Even though we didn't talk, you'll never get me out of your thoughts You'll think of me and remember then, a time together when we were more than friends.