I read on a piece of paper
Written for me ten years later
Someone knocked upon my door
Left it lying on the floor
Strange words about my future
cbout my son about my daughter
No one living here but me
I reach for a glass of water
But standing up my balance falters
cs if nothing here is real
What my life was like before
I heard that knocking on my door
Flash back can you recall?
You're not really here at all
Look past the scene before your eyes
It's just a flashback in disguise
I read in the morning paper
cbout a man named crnold Slater
Woke up from a ten year dream
To find his life had never been
This story it's so familiar
But that's not me my name is Walter!
If one and one are even two
Flash back can you recall?
You're not really here at all
Look past the scene before your eyes
It's just a flashback in recognize...