Same Old Lang Syne
Met my old lover in the grocery store
- 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
- 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
Come to join my duet!
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2020-4-20 23:47 OPPOCPH1937
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