taylor swift - our song

“i was ridin' shotgun with my hair undonein the front seat of his carhe's got a one-hand feel on the steering wheelthe other on my hearti look around, turn the radio downhe says, "baby, is something wrong?"i say, ‘nothing, I was just thinkin' how we don't have a song’and he says our song is the slamming screen doorsneakin' out late, tapping on your windowwhen we're on the phone, and you talk real slow'cause it's late, and your mama don't knowour song is the way you laughthe first date, ‘man, i didn't kiss her, and i should have’and when i got home, 'fore i said, ‘amen’asking God if he could play it again” - taylor swift, “our song,” taylor swift