Same Old Booth

You asked me how I've been, I said I can't complain.
You showed me pictures on your phone, I did the same.
It's just coffee in the afternoon,
Talking 'bout the life we're living now.
No going back, we both moved on,
But it's nice to see you anyhow.
The past stays right where it belongs,
We're different people, that's alright.
Just coffee and a friendly song,
In the same old booth tonight.
You told me about your kids, I told you about mine.
We laughed about the teachers,
That we drove out of their minds.
The jukebox played our song, we just let it play on through.
Didn't mean what it once did, just a memory,