Our Song! Poem by Alex Lees

I was sitting in shotgun with my red hair everywhere in the front seat of his car
He's got one-hand on the wheel and one hand on my heart
I look around then at you, I turned the radio down, you say "What's wrong? "
I say Oh, um, nothing baby, I wanted to know if we had a song? "
Then he says to me with a kind voice…

Our Song is slamming the screen door, sneaking around late at night tapping with small rocks at
Your window, when I talk to you, you say thing so slow and kind. But then it's so late your
mama doesn't know so we laugh and the night we had our first date you say in your head "kiss
her" but you don't so when you go to bed before you say amen you ask God to play it again.

I was running to your door after that night and everything has fell apart or has already fallen
Apart, you say "what's wrong? " with a worried look in your eyes. I say to you "Yes, there is and I
know that's you know this too "I love you! " Then I see roses on the table that say my name with
a note…

Our Song is slamming the screen door, sneaking around late at night tapping with small rocks at
Your window, when I talk to you, you say thing so slow and kind. But then it's so late your
mama doesn't know so we laugh and the night we had our first date you say in your head "kiss
her" but you don't so when you go to bed before you say amen you ask God to play it again.

I have heard you songs that you like on the radio but I have been waiting for something to
come that was good enough to call our song

Our Song is slamming the screen door, sneaking around late at night tapping with small rocks at
Your window, when I talk to you, you say thing so slow and kind. But then it's so late your
mama doesn't know so we laugh and the night we had our first date you say in your head "kiss
her" but you don't so when you go to bed before you say amen you ask God to play it again.

So please God please Play It again…
Our song play it again Oh,
Oh yeah, uh huh Play it
Again.