🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Same Old Lang Syne - Dan Fogelberg

 Met my old lover in the  store
 The snow was  christmas eve
 I stole behind her in the  foods
  I touched her on the sleeve
 
 She didnt recognize the face  first
 But  her eyes flew open wide
 She went  hug me and she spilled her purse
 And  laughed until we cried.
 
  took her groceries to the checkout stand
 The food was totalled  and bagged
 We stood there lost in our 
 As  conversation dragged.
 
 We went  have ourselves a drink or two
 But couldnt find  open bar
 We bought a six-pack  the liquor store
 And  drank it in her car.
 
 We  a toast to innocence
 We drank a toast to 
 And tried to reach beyond  emptiness
 But neither one  how.
 
 She said  married her an architect
 Who kept her warm and safe  dry
 She would have  to say she loved the man
  she didnt like to lie.
 
 I said the years had been a  to her
 And that her eyes were still as 
 But in those eyes I wasnt sure if I 
  or gratitude.
 
 She said she  me in the record stores
 And that I  be doing well
 I  the audience was heavenly
 But the traveling  hell.
 
 We drank a  to innocence
 We  a toast to now
 And  to reach beyond the emptiness
 But neither one  how.
 
 We drank a toast to 
 We drank a  to time
 Reliving  our eloquence
 Another auld  syne...
 
 The beer was empty and our tongues were 
 And running out of  to say
 She gave a kiss  me as I got out
 And I watched  drive away.
 
 Just for a moment I was back at 
 And felt that  familiar pain
 And  I turned to make my way back home
 The snow turned into rain