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Met my old lover in a grocery store
The snow was falling Christmas Eve
Stole behind her in the frozen foodsand I touched her on the sleeve
She didn't recognize the face at firstbut then her eyes flew open wide
Tried to hug me and she spilled her purseand we laughed until we cried
Took her groceries to the checkout stand
The food was totaled up and baggedstood there lost in our embarrassmentas the conversation dragged
Went to have ourselves a drink or twobut couldn't find an open bar
Bought a six-pack at the liquor storeand we drank it in the car
We drank a toast to innocence, we drank a toast to now
Tried to reach beyond the emptiness but neither one knew how
She said she'd married her an architect
Kept her warm and safe and dry
She said she'd like to say she loved the manbut she didn't want to lie
I said the years had been a friend to herand 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 storeand that I must be doing well
I said the audience was heavenlybut the traveling was hell
We drank a toast to innocence we drank a toast to time
We're living in our eloquence, another old lang syne
The beers were empty and our tongues grew tiredand running out of things to say
She gave a kiss to me as I got outand I watched her drive away
Just for a moment I was back in school
And felt that old familiar pain
And as I turned to make my way back homethe snow turned into rain
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