I saw you standing at the edge of the room
In the same black dress you wore that afternoon
When you said you didn't care anymore
My body sank right through the floor
Whoa, Whoa
You come my way, and say "how you been?"
I tell you "fine," but I know I'm lying
"You still dancing on Saturday nights?"
Small talk we, we cower behind
Whoa, Whoa
Old lovers turned strangers
Now shadows of what we were
Old lovers turned strangers
Now shadows of what we were
Hand on her bag
Blue moon at her side
Ring on her finger catches me by surprise
You said you were engaged to the love of your life
I guess that makes me the love that died
Whoa, Whoa
Old lovers turned strangers
Now shadows of what we were
Old lovers turned strangers
Now shadows of what we were
Old lovers turned strangers
Now shadows of what we were
Old lovers turned strangers
Now shadows of what we were