Dan Fogelberg
Same Old Lang Syne

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 totaled up and bagged
We stood there lost in our embarrassment
As the conversation dragged

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


Mirror lyrics:

The snow turned into rain
And as I turned to make my way back home
And felt that old familiar pain
Just for a moment I was back at school

And I watched her drive away
She gave a kiss to me as I got out
And running out of things to say
The beer was empty and our tongues were tired

Another 'auld lang syne'
Reliving in our eloquence
We drank a toast to time
We drank a toast to innocence

But neither one knew how
And tried to reach beyond the emptiness
We drank a toast to now
We drank a toast to innocence

But the traveling was hell
I said the audience was heavenly
And that I must be doing well
She said she saw me in the record stores

Saw doubt or gratitude
But in those eyes I wasn't sure if I
And that her eyes were still as blue
I said the years had been a friend to her

But she didn't like to lie
She would have liked to say she loved the man
Who kept her warm and safe and dry
She said she'd married her an architect

But neither one knew how
And tried to reach beyond the emptiness
We drank a toast to now
We drank a toast to innocence

And we drank it in her car
We bought a six-pack at the liquor store
But couldn't find an open bar
Went to have ourselves a drink or two

As the conversation dragged
We stood there lost in our embarrassment
The food was totaled up and bagged
We took her groceries to the checkout stand

And we laughed until we cried
She went to hug me and she spilled her purse
But then her eyes flew open wide
She didn't recognize the face at first

And I touched her on the sleeve
I stole behind her in the frozen foods
The snow was falling Christmas Eve
Met my old lover in the grocery store


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