Our Song

Lyrics

 * 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 doors,
 * Sneaking out late, tapping on your window
 * When were 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, and 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 that day
 * Had gone all wrong and been trampled on
 * And lost and thrown away
 * Got to the hallway, well on my way to my loving bed
 * I almost didn't notice all the roses
 * And the note that said...


 * I've heard every album, listened to the radio
 * Waited for something to come along
 * That was as good as our song...


 * 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