hueynin

HER birthday was AWESOME:):) sorry i'm sooo late. too lazy to update la:)

anyways, we went BOWLING:) surprisingly, SHE was the BEST. it was awesomely FUN:):) we also watched BEDTIME STORIES:):):) the CURLERS were great, right ALSHN-ers:)

owhyea. huay kept wanting to sleepbut me and SAN wouldn't let her:) in the end, she didn't sleep AT ALL! me and SAN did though:) we kept her awake by making her sing..

"i was riding shotgun 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 hearrtt...

i look around, turn the radio down;

he says, "baby, is something wrong?";

i say, "nothing, i was just thinking;

how we don't have a song". and he says...

our song is the slamming screen door;

sneakin' out late, tappin' 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 and 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 or 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 screem 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 and 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 and i should have;

and when i got home, 'fore i said amen;

asking God if he could play it again;

play it againnn...

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..."

lol:) it was superdeeduperdeefun:)

taaaaa

p.s: i know its late but 'late is better than never:)'