~Our Song~

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 say 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 screens doors,sneakin' out late,tapping on your window..
When 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 laugh the first date Man, I didn't kiss her and I should have..
And when I got home before I say amen asking God if he could play it game..
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 om my way to my lovin' bed..I almost didn't notice all the roses..
And the note that said..

Our song is the slamming screens doors,sneakin' out late,tapping on your window..

When 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 laugh the first date Man, I didn't kiss her and I should have..

And when I got home before I say amen asking God if he could play it game..

I've heard very album listened to the radio..Waited for something to come along..

That was as good as our song...

Our song is the slamming screens doors,sneakin' out late,tapping on your window..

When 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 laugh the first date Man, I didn't kiss her and I should have..

And when I got home before I say amen asking God if he could play it game..

play it game~~~~~~

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...