our song

　　Taylor Swift

　　I was riding shotgun with my hair undone

　　in the front seat of his car

　　He's got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel

　　The other on my heart

　　I look around, turn the radio down

　　He says baby is something wrong?

　　I say nothing I was just thinking

　　how we don't have a song

　　And he says...

　　Our song is the slamming screen door,

　　Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window

　　When you'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 laugh

　　The first date "man, I didn't kiss her,but I should have"

　　And when I got home ... before I said amen

　　Asking God if he could play it again

　　I was walking up the front porch steps

　　after everything the day

　　Had gone all wrong or been trampled on

　　And lost and thrown away

　　Got to the hallway, well on my way to my lovin' bed

　　I almost didn't notice all the roses

　　And the note that said...

　　Our song is the slamming screen door,

　　Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window

　　When you'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 laugh

　　The first date "man, I didn't kiss her,but I should have"

　　And when I got home ... before I said amen

　　Asking God if he could play it again

　　I've heard every album, listened to the radio

　　Waited for something to come along

　　That was as good as our song...

　　Cause our song is the slamming screen door

　　Sneaking out late, tapping on his window

　　When you'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 laugh

　　The first date "man, I didn't kiss her, but I should have"

　　And when I got home ... before I said amen

　　Asking God if he could play it again...

　　I was riding shotgun with my hair undone

　　In the front seat of his car

　　I grabbed a pen and an old napkin

　　And I... wrote down our song