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He's That Song 1 by Nevaeh

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He's That Song 1

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He’s that song in the car, I know all the words, He has all my heart at that words,
Even on somebody else′s arm, he looks so good it hurts.
Yeah, he′s everything, I just wanted more and more, I just would′ve found him first,
Lay lights on the dashboard, cigarette on replay,
Your laugh is in the gap between the chords we say,
I trace the map of where you go and places I can′t reach,
A radio confession that never learned to speak.
There′s perfume in the backseat, rain on the windshield glass,
A neon on the corner where the traffic never passed,
My pulse keeps keeping time to a chorus I can′t steal,
The title on the radio says everything I feel.
He′s everything, like rain that smells like home,
A streetlight on his shoulder when the evening′s all alone,
He′s everything, this ache that hums beneath my skin,
I wanted more and more until the night wore thin,
I wish I′d found him first, before the city closed its door,
Before a story had a chance to be told.
In crowded rooms he shadow practices the steps I know,
He moves like a refrain and then he lets it go,
Someone else′s lap falls over where my name should be,
And I keep singing verses only I will ever see,
The coffee shop remembers the corner where we missed our chance,
A sleeping waitress nods like she′s seen this kind of romance,
I turn the dial and play the scene back in my head,
The chorus finds the spaces where the words were never said.
He′s everything, like rain that smells like home,
A streetlight on his shoulder when the evening′s all alone,
He′s everything, this ache that hums beneath my skin,
I wanted more and more until the night wore thin,
I wish I′d found him first, before the city closed its door,
Before a story had a chance to be told.
I dig that corner where we missed our talking midnight break,
Step out from the footsteps of the subways fading by,
And say the things I swallowed so the silence wouldn′t bloom,
Lay down a map and our cards cool.