Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Our Song, artist - The Country Dance Kings. Album song A Salute to the Songs of Taylor Swift, in the genre Кантри
Date of issue: 07.06.2010
Record label: Mick Lloyd
Song language: English
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 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 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 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 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 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 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, 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 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 |