“Same Old
Lang Syne.Dan Fogelberg”
Met my old lover in the grocery store
The snow
was falling Christmas Eve
I stole
behind her in the frozen foods
And I
touched her on the sleeve
She
didn't recognize the face at first
But then
her eyes flew open wide
She went
to hug me and she spilled her purse
And we
laughed until we cried
We took
her groceries to the checkout stand
The food
was totalled up and bagged
We stood
there lost in our embarrassment
As the
conversation dragged
We went
to have ourselves a drink or two
But
couldn't find an open bar
We bought
a six-pack at the liquor store
And we
drank it in her car
We drank
a toast to innocence
We drank
a toast to now
And tried
to reach beyond the emptiness
But
neither one knew how
She said
she'd married her an architect
Who kept
her warm and safe and dry
She would
have liked to say she loved the man
But she
didn't like to lie
I said
the years had been a friend to her
And that
her eyes were still as blue
But in
those eyes I wasn't sure if I saw doubt or gratitude
She said
she saw me in the record stores
And that
I must be doing well
I said
the audience was heavenly
But the
traveling was hell
We drank
a toast to innocence
We drank
a toast to now
And tried
to reach beyond the emptiness
But
neither one knew how
We drank
a toast to innocence
We drank
a toast to time
Reliving
in our eloquence
Another
'auld lang syne'...
The beer
was empty and our tongues were tired
And
running out of things to say
She gave
a kiss to me as I got out
And I
watched her drive away
Just for
a moment I was back at school
And felt
that old familiar pain
And as I
turned to make my way back home
The snow
turned into rain
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