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nothing to do right now..
still listening at taylor swift song
and actually looking at all the
taylor swift fan site..
and also actually sign up everything
that taylor swift is in..
but too bad cant find her facebook..
some is too fake..
haiz..just wish can go for her concert..
lol..im just here to check in my blog..
on the second thought..
check out taylor swift song *our song* real cool~~~~
bye~~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 whee
lThe other on my hear
tI 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 songand 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 or 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
Sneaking 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 date "Man, I didn't kiss him, and I could 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