

The BackseatWhen that song comes on I remember The backseat of a car. I remember a hand on my leg And a whisper in my ear “It’ll be okay…” When that song comes on I am reminded of a cute boy A big mistake Filled with laughter and kisses In the backseat of a car. When that song comes on I remember your smile And how you held me I remember your voice And how I could be myself With you and no one else. When that song comes on I think of you And a tear trickles down my cheek While I sing along to ‘Sugar We’re Goin’ Down’ I rememThe Backseat
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