Our Song bởi Taylor Swift

I was riding shotgun with my hair undone
In the front ghế, chỗ ngồi 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 bạn talk real slow
'Cause it's late and your mama don't know

Our song is the way bạn laugh
The first ngày man, I didn't Kiss her and I should have
And when I got home, 'fore I đã đưa ý kiến 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 hoặc been trampled on
And Mất tích 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 bạn talk real slow
'Cause it's late and your mama don't know

Our song is the way bạn laugh
The first ngày man, I didn't Kiss her and I should have
And when I got home, 'fore I đã đưa ý kiến 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 his window
When we're on the phone and he talks real slow
'Cause it's late and his mama don't know

Our song is the way he laughs
The first ngày man, I didn't Kiss him and I should have
And when I got home, 'fore I đã đưa ý kiến amen
Asking God if He could play it again
Play it again, oh, yeah, oh, oh, yeah

I was riding shotgun with my hair undone
In the front ghế, chỗ ngồi of his car
I grabbed a pen and an old napkin
And I wrote down our song