[00:00.000] 作词 : Taylor Swift
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Taylor Swift
[00:11.810]I was riding shot-gun with my hair undone
[00:14.610]in the front seat of his car
[00:17.060]He's got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel
[00:20.000]The other on my heart
[00:23.200]I look around turn the radio down
[00:25.250]He says baby is something wrong
[00:28.090]I say nothing I was just thinking how we don't have a song
[00:34.130]And he says
[00:35.130]Our song is the slamming screen door
[00:37.680]Sneakin' out late tapping on your window
[00:40.580]When we're on the phone and you talk real slow
[00:44.080]Cause it's late and your mama don't know
[00:46.070]Our song is the way you laugh
[00:48.270]The first date man I didn't kiss her and I should have
[00:51.820]And when I got home before I said amen
[00:57.170]Asking God if he could play it again
[01:07.810]I was walking up the front porch steps
[01:09.950]after everything that day
[01:12.550]Had gone all wrong and been trampled on
[01:15.200]And lost and thrown away
[01:18.150]Got to the hallway well on my way to my lovin' bed
[01:23.240]I almost didn't notice all the roses
[01:25.990]And the note that said
[01:27.990]Our song is the slamming screen door
[01:31.530]Sneakin' out late tapping on your window
[01:34.530]When we're on the phone and you talk real slow
[01:38.030]Cause it's late and your mama don't know
[01:40.280]Our song is the way you laugh
[01:42.220]The first date man I didn't kiss her and I should have
[01:45.620]And when I got home before I said amen
[01:51.270]Asking God if he could play it again
[02:08.260]I've heard every album listened to the radio
[02:13.010]Waited for something to come along
[02:18.400]That was as good as our song
[02:21.650]Cause our song is the slamming screen door
[02:24.090]Sneaking out late tapping on his window
[02:27.140]When we're on the phone and he talks real slow
[02:30.390]Cause it's late and his mama don't know
[02:32.580]Our song is the way he laughs
[02:34.580]The first date man I didn't kiss him and I should have
[02:37.830]And when I got home before I said amen
[02:43.730]Asking God if he could play it again
[03:04.580]I was riding shot-gun with my hair undone
[03:07.080]In the front seat of his car
[03:10.130]I grabbed a pen and an old napkin
[03:12.270]And I wrote down our song