Lyrics of Déjà vu

It was a cold november evening and i should have worn a coat. i shivered... waiting for the ferry boat to carry me to you...could see you dancing in the harbour lights; your hair an orange flame. you'd turn away, swing on a crane. always quite the same...
The same! the same! it's always quite the same...rewind! re-live it all again and again.
You'd tiptoe halfway across a rooftop, drop head-first in the river. you'd stretch out for a helping hand and once again i'd stand there...not close enough to touch, but i heard you call my name as you died...and the ferry boat? it never did arrive...