I've heard every album, listened to the radio. Waited for something to come along. That was as good as our song

Our song is the way he laughs
The first date man, I didn't kiss him and I should have
And when I got home, 'fore I said amen
Asking God if He could play it again

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.