Our Song (live)
作词 : Taylor Swift
作曲 : Taylor Swift
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...
Our song is the slamming screen door,
Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window
When you'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, but 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 the 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 you'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, but 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 you'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, but I should 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
END`
Our Song (live)LRC歌词
[00:00.000] 作词 : Taylor Swift
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Taylor Swift
[00:11.98]I was riding shotgun with my hair undone in the front seat of his car
[00:17.29]He's got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel
[00:20.15]The other on my heart
[00:23.48]I look around, turn the radio down
[00:25.57]He says baby is something wrong?
[00:28.13]I say nothing I was just thinking how we don't have a song
[00:34.33]And he says...
[00:34.90]
[00:35.17]Our song is the slamming screen door,
[00:38.32]Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window
[00:40.92]When you're on the phone and you talk real slow
[00:44.35]Cause it's late and your mama don't know
[00:46.63]Our song is the way you laugh
[00:48.53]The first date "man, I didn't kiss her, but I should have"
[00:52.14]And when I got home ... before I said amen
[00:57.37]Asking God if he could play it again
[01:07.61]I was walking up the front porch steps after everything the day
[01:13.43]Had gone all wrong or been trampled on
[01:15.82]And lost and thrown away
[01:18.96]Got to the hallway, well on my way to my lovin' bed
[01:23.57]I almost didn't notice all the roses
[01:26.91]And the note that said...
[01:28.00]
[01:29.46]Our song is the slamming screen door,
[01:31.98]Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window
[01:34.88]When you're on the phone and you talk real slow
[01:38.34]Cause it's late and your mama don't know
[01:40.54]Our song is the way you laugh
[01:42.48]The first date "man, I didn't kiss her, but I should have"
[01:45.73]And when I got home ... before I said amen
[01:51.66]Asking God if he could play it again
[01:59.00]
[02:08.24]I've heard every album, listened to the radio
[02:13.27]Waited for something to come along
[02:18.83]That was as good as our song...
[02:22.18]Cause our song is the slamming screen door
[02:24.63]Sneaking out late, tapping on his window
[02:27.65]When you're on the phone and you talk real slow
[02:30.84]Cause it's late and your mama don't know
[02:33.13]Our song is the way you laugh
[02:35.07]The first date "man, I didn't kiss her, but I should have"
[02:38.88]And when I got home ... before I said amen
[02:44.35]Asking God if he could play it again...
[02:54.83]
[03:04.84]I was riding shotgun with my hair undone
[03:07.55]In the front seat of his car
[03:10.70]I grabbed a pen and an old napkin
[03:12.71]And I... wrote down our song
[03:16.50]END`
