[ti:our song] [ar:taylor swift] [00:11.652]i was riding shotgun with my hair undone in the front seat of his car [00:17.464]he's got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel [00:19.399]the other on my heart [00:22.306]i look around,turn the radio down [00:25.179]he says baby is something wrong? [00:28.244]i say nothing i was just thinking how we don't have a song [00:33.293]and he says... [00:34.916]our song is the slamming screen door, [00:37.39]sneakin'out late,tapping on your window [00:40.39]when we're on the phone and you talk real slow [00:43.791]cause it's late and your mama don't know [00:46.130]our song is the way you laugh [00:48.446]the first date "man,i didn't kiss her,and i should have" [00:52.297]and when i got home ...before i said amen [00:57.172]asking god if he could play it again [01:06.884]i was walking up the front porch steps after everything that day [01:12.614]had gone all wrong and been trampled on [01:14.739]and lost and thrown away [01:18.680]got to the hallway,well on my way to my lovin'bed [01:22.807]i almost didn't notice all the roses [01:25.495]and the note that said... [01:28.951]our song is the slamming screen door, [01:30.953]sneakin'out late,tapping on your window [01:33.264]when we're on the phone and you talk real slow [01:37.329]cause it's late and your mama don't know [01:40.342]our song is the way you laugh [01:42.342]the first date "man,i didn't kiss her,and i should have" [01:45.76]and when i got home ...before i said amen [01:51.201]asking god if he could play it again [02:07.920]i've heard every album,listened to the radio [02:12.961]waited for something to come along [02:18.486]that was as good as our song... [02:21.986]cause our song is the slamming screen door [02:24.239]sneaking out late,tapping on his window [02:27.613]when we're on the phone and he talks real slow [02:30.426]cause it's late and his mama don't know [02:32.835]our song is the way he laughs [02:34.396]the first date "man,i didn't kiss him,and i should have" [02:37.979]and when i got home,before i said amen [02:43.727]asking god if he could play it again [03:04.564]i was riding shotgun with my hair undone [03:06.938]in the front seat of his car [03:10.876]i grabbed a pen and an old napkin [03:12.627]and i wrote down our song