The music video to this song didn't have much from an analytical point of view as it was purely performance with no clear narrative but this song has given me many ideas for my short film (as I will explain below in bold)
"Our Song Lyrics"
I was riding shotgun with my hair undone in the front seat of his car (girl and boy go driving and she has her head hanging out of the window?)
He's got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel
The other on my heart
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 (boy could play a song to the girl and that therefore becomes 'their song')
And he says...
[Chorus:]
Our song is the slamming screen doors,
Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window (conversation through a window, showing the obstacle between them not being together?)
When we're on the phone and you talk real slow
'cause it's late and your mama don't know (parents disapproving of relationship? an obstacle)
Our song is the way you laugh
The first date "man, I didn't kiss her, and I should have" (male talking to his friends about wanting to kiss her?)
And when I got home ... before I said amen
Asking God if he could play it again (should the girl be religious?)
I was walking up the front porch steps after everything that day
Had gone all wrong and been trampled on (female had a bad day but the male was able to make her smile?)
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 (flowers to greet her with, romantic male?)
And the note that said... (he leaves her a note to make her smile?)
[Chorus]
I've heard every album, listened to the radio
Waited for something to come along
That was as good as our song...
Cause
[Chorus]
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
Below is my original analysis of the lyrics.
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