We were driving and you passed the turn
You said lets look at Christmas lights and drive slow
You said, you aren't too cold, are you?
I smiled playing with the lock buttons on the side of the door
Fidgeting with my rings reminding myself that it was not a dream
Telling myself that the consequences of being out too late were worth listening to CD #3
“This song makes me think of you.”
Your palm is casually open leaning on the console in between the seats
Innocence is vital, I can see you smiling over at me
Goofy songs on the radio, you’re singing out of key.
I’d never heard you sing before, a new side of you I’m wishing to keep.
I don’t know how it happened but our hands are interlocked
The radio is blaring
I’m recalling old memories that I’ve blocked
Maybe we have a second chance to dance, speeding on a back road, no intention of where we will go
No town lights on the street, just your headlights - you and me
Forgetting the mistakes, realizing that never moving on was now finally okay.
Running my fingertips up and down your hand
You’re asking me when I need to be home and I’m thinking I think I already am
I’m trying to remember each song on this CD so the next time I hear them I can think of this 18th
Thinking to myself wondering what tomorrow will bring but quickly realizing your hand in my hand is the only reassurance that I need.
“You always make time for me, no matter how busy you get. It’s been a long six months”
Six months older, six months wiser, six months of growing more in love with you.
Six months was long, but the past doesn't matter, we’re on our way back, finally, me and you
Summer romance turned to winter,
And in the fall we fell down with the leaves but once the chill came, our love was just enough to keep us warm.
Dreading the goodbye because I’m terrified of there not being another hello,
You opened the door, kissed me goodnight, and said I’ll call you tomorrow.