aack.

I don't think that passenger seat
Has ever looked this good to me
He tells me about his night
And I count the colors in his eyes
He'll never fall in love
He swears, as he runs his fingers through his hair
I'm laughing 'cause I hope he's wrong
And I don't think it ever crossed his mind
He tells a joke, I fake a smile
But I know all his favorite songs

And I could tell you
His favorite color's green
He loves to argue
Born on the seventeenth
His sister's beautiful
He has his father's eyes
And if you ask me if I love him
I'd lie

He'd never tell you
But he can play guitar
I think he can see through everything but my heart
First thought when I wake up is my gosh, he's beautiful
So I put on my make-up
And pray for a miracle

our song is the way he laughs,
the first date,
"man i didnt kiss him and i should have"
and when i got home..
and i said amen.
askin God if he,
could play it again.