Taylor Swift - Our Song

I was riding shotgun with my hair undoneIn the front seat of his carHe's got a one-hand feel on the steering wheelThe other on my heart
I look around, turn the radio downHe says, “Baby is something wrong?”I say, “Nothing I was just thinkingHow we don't have a song” and he says
Our song is the slamming screen doorSneakin' out late, tapping on your windowWhen we're on the phone and you talk real slow'Cause it's late and your mama don't know
Our song is the way you laughThe first date man, I didn't kiss her and I should haveAnd when I got home, 'fore I said amenAsking God if He could play it again
I was walking up the front porch stepsAfter everything that dayHad gone all wrong or been trampled onAnd lost and thrown away
Got to the hallway, well, on my wayTo my lovin' bedI almost didn't notice all the rosesAnd the note that said
Our song is the slamming screen doorSneakin' out late, tapping on your windowWhen we're on the phone and you talk real slow'Cause it's late and your mama don't know
Our song is the way you laughThe first date man, I didn't kiss her and I should haveAnd when I got home, 'fore I said amenAsking God if He could play it again
I've heard every album, listened to the radioWaited for something to come alongThat was as good as our song
'Cause our song is the slamming screen doorSneakin' out late, tapping on his windowWhen we're on the phone and he talks real slow'Cause it's late and his mama don't know
Our song is the way he laughsThe first date man, I didn't kiss him and I should haveAnd when I got home, 'fore I said amenAsking God if He could play it againPlay it again, oh, yeah, oh, oh, yeah
I was riding shotgun with my hair undoneIn the front seat of his carI grabbed a pen and an old napkinAnd I wrote down our song
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