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 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...

Chorus:
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 and 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...

Chorus

I've heard every album, listened to the radio
Waited for something to come along
That was as good as our song...

Chorus

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

- "Our song", Taylor Swift

Whenever I listen to songs, I tend to associate it with particular memories...people...events...heck even items sometimes. Happens kinda randomly though. I sometimes even associate certain artistes to certain individuals...although now when I think about it the people whom I do so are kinda similar so maybe there's a reason for that.

I also remember one song that may be kinda childish, but was...is very dear to me. Granted, I didn't know the lyrics then and use to sing it all wrong all the time...but I guess the lyrics of the song wasn't so important as to the intent behind it. It was...our song.

And I still remember it even now. With all the correct lyrics too lol. Although I wonder if I'll ever sing it again.