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DAN FOGELBERG August 13, 1951-Dec 16,2007

Met my old lover in a grocery store The snow was falling Christmas Eve Stole behind her in the frozen foods And I touched her on her sleeve She didn't didn't recoginize my face at first but then her eyes flew open wide. We drank a toast to innocence We drank a toast to now Tried to reach beyond the emptiness But neither one knew how Just for a moment I was back in school And felt that old familiar pain And as I turned to make my way back home The snow turned into rain