Our Song
Anna Starlight Lyrics
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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 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 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, when I should have"
And when I got home ... 'fore 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...
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, when I should have"
And when I got home ... 'fore 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,
Sneakin' 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, when I should have"
And when I got home ... 'fore I said amen
Asking God if he could play it again
Play it again
Oh, yeah...
Oh-oh, yeah.
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
Anna Starlight's song "Our Song" appears to be a nostalgic trip down memory lane for the artist. The song follows the story of a young couple in love and the special moments that they shared together. The lyrics describe a young woman, in the front seat of her boyfriend's car, reflecting on their relationship and realizing that they don't have a song that defines them. The chorus describes the highlights of their love story - sneaking out late, the way they laugh, and the moments like the first date that they shared.
The second verse opens with the young woman feeling defeated and trampled after a challenging day. She returns home, and to her surprise, there are roses and a note on her bed left by her boyfriend. This romantic gesture inspires her to write their story down, and "Our Song" is born. The final chorus brings the story full circle as the couple continues to share these memorable moments and wonders if anyone else will ever understand their love like they do.
Overall, Anna Starlight's "Our Song" is a sweet and nostalgic reminder of first love, and the simplicity and beauty of the moments shared with that special someone.
Line by Line Meaning
I was riding shotgun
I was in the passenger seat
With my hair undone
My hair was messy
In the front seat of his car
I was sitting in the front of his car
He's got a one-hand feel
He's driving with one hand
On the steering wheel
His hand is on the steering wheel
The other on my heart
His other hand is on my heart
I look around, turn the radio down
I look around the car and turn the radio volume down
He says, "Baby is something wrong?"
He asks if something is bothering me
I say, "Nothing, I was just thinking How we don't have a song"
I tell him I was just thinking that we don't have a special song unique to us
And he says...
He responds to what I 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, when I should have" And when I got home ... 'fore I said amen Asking God if he could play it again
Our song is the memories we share, like slamming doors, sneaking out, whispering on the phone, laughing, the awkwardness of a first date, and the feeling of wanting to experience it all over 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...
After a terrible day, I didn't realize the roses and note on my way upstairs to bed
I grabbed a pen And an old napkin And I wrote down our song
Inspired by the note, I grabbed a pen and piece of paper to write down our special song
I've heard every album, listened to the radio Waited for something to come along That was as good as our song...
I have listened to countless songs on the radio and still haven't found anything that compares to our special song
'Cause our song is the slamming screen door, Sneakin' 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, when I should have" And when I got home ... 'fore I said amen Asking God if he could play it again Play it again Oh, yeah... Oh-oh, yeah.
Our song is not just my memories, but the memories we both share, from sneaking out and tapping windows, to laughing together and the mixed emotions of a first date. It's the song we play over and over again in order to relive those moments
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