Taylor Swift - Our Song

[00:11.90] I was riding shotgun with my hair undone in the front seat of his car,

[00:17.40] He's got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel,

[00:20.16] The other on my heart,

[00:23.65] I look around, turn the radio down, he says, "baby is something wrong?"

[00:28.40] I say "nothing, I was just thinking how we don't have a song, "

[00:34.40] And he says,

[00:35.66] Our song is a slamming screen door,

[00:38.15] Sneaking out late tapping on your window,

[00:41.15] When we're on the phone and you talk real slow,

[00:44.65] 'Cause it's late and your mama don't know,

[00:46.65] Our song is the way you laugh,

[00:48.65] The first date man I didn't kiss her when I should have,

[00:51.90] And when I got home, before I said amen,

[00:57.66] Asking God if He could play it again.

[01:08.15] I was walking up the front porch steps after everything that day,

[01:13.15] Had gone all wrong, had been trampled on and lost and thrown away,

[01:18.65] Got to the hallway well on my way to my lovin' bed,

[01:23.90] I almost didn't notice all the roses,

[01:26.65] And the note that said,

[01:29.40] Our song is a slamming screen door,

[01:32.15] Sneaking out late tapping on your window,

[01:35.14] When we're on the phone and you talk real slow,

[01:38.40] 'Cause it's late and your mama don't know,

[01:40.65] Our song is the way you laugh,

[01:42.65] The first date man I didn't kiss her when I should have,

[01:45.90] And when I got home, before I said amen,

[01:51.40] Asking God if He could play it again.

[02:07.90] I've heard every album, listened to the radio,

[02:13.66] Waiting for something to come along,

[02:18.90] That was as good as our song,

[02:21.90] 'Cause our song is a slamming screen door,

[02:24.65] Sneaking out late tapping on your window,

[02:27.90] When we're on the phone, and he talks real slow,

[02:30.90] 'Cause it's late and his mama don't know,

[02:33.15] Our song is the way he laughs,

[02:35.14] The first date man I didn't kiss him when I should have,

[02:38.40] And when I got home, before I said amen,

[02:43.90] Asking God if He could play it again.

[03:05.15] I was riding shotgun with my hair undone in the front seat of his car,

[03:10.91] I grabbed a pen and an old napkin

[03:12.91] And I wrote down our song.