It mightâ€™ve been a Saturday night It ainâ€™t clear it was so long ago It was somewhere across the county line A dance or a party I donâ€™t know But I do know you looked like an angel And your eyes were the color of your dress.
Thereâ€™s a million things I donâ€™t remember But thatâ€™s the one thing that I wonâ€™t forget.
It mightâ€™ve been a Saturday night It was either my folks car or yours I know that we went to some drive-in What was playing that night Iâ€™m not sure But I am sure you whispered you loved me As my lips softly pressed against your neck.
Thereâ€™s a million ...
After a while I guess we agreed We had wings we needed to test Somehow we talked ourselves out of love That such close to love as Iâ€™ve gotten yet.
It was 2:21 on a Sunday And I found myself standing in the rain You blew me a kiss through the window As your greyhound was pulling away Inside I was dying to stop you I shouldâ€™ve listened to my heart And not my head.