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

 Met my old lover in  grocery store
 The snow was falling christmas 
 I stole  her in the frozen foods
 And  touched her on the sleeve
 
 She didnt  the face at first
 But then her  flew open wide
 She went to  me and she spilled her purse
 And  laughed until we cried.
 
 We took her  to the checkout stand
 The food was totalled up and 
 We  there lost in our embarrassment
 As  conversation dragged.
 
 We went to have  a drink or two
 But couldnt find an open 
  bought a six-pack at the liquor store
  we drank it in her car.
 
 We  a toast to innocence
 We drank a toast  now
 And tried to reach  the emptiness
 But neither one knew 
 
 She  shed married her an architect
  kept her warm and safe and dry
  would have liked to say she loved the man
 But she didnt like  lie.
 
 I said the years had  a friend to her
 And  her eyes were still as blue
 But in those eyes I  sure if I saw
  or gratitude.
 
 She said she saw me in the  stores
 And that I must  doing well
 I said the audience  heavenly
 But  traveling was hell.
 
 We  a toast to innocence
 We  a toast to now
 And tried to reach  the emptiness
 But  one knew how.
 
 We  a toast to innocence
 We drank a toast  time
  in our eloquence
 Another  lang syne...
 
 The beer was empty and our tongues were 
 And running out  things to say
 She gave a  to me as I got out
 And I  her drive away.
 
 Just for a moment I was  at school
 And felt that  familiar pain
 And as I turned to make my  back home
 The snow  into rain --