雨下在我們喜愛的故事之外

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從美國回來後，又突然開始聽起了她的歌。

這張跟她的下一張是我mp3 player裡唯二兩張完整的英文專輯(其他都是零散的)，
不知道為什麼，大概是不想跟前陣子那些美好太過遠離，
鮮少聽英文歌的我又開始在走路時、搭車時、發呆時，
選了這張專輯，播放。


是因為你，我才開始聽她的歌。


在美國的時候逛超市或是在廣播中聽到都會興奮的跟著唱，
是American Pop、很多時候我認為俗不可耐的大眾流行音樂，
卻會因為聽到覺得很熟悉讓我對那片土地有了連結。

然後又會想起剛開始聽歌時，
盯著歌詞跟著哼搖頭晃腦想著可以分享的快樂心情，
我不知道之後還會不會有類似的際遇，
只是，因為一個人而認識、喜歡上一個歌手，
藉著一首又一首的歌當作交流的媒介，
然後我們變成好朋友了，
然後我們又變回平行線了。


一切看起來像是回到了原點，
只是多了這些音樂陪伴，
走回各自的路上會少了一點孤獨，
多了一點想念。


When you think Tim McGraw, I hope you think of me.

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Taylor Swift - Tim McGraw

You said the way my blue eyes shined
Put those Georgia stars to shame that night
I said, that's a lie
Just a boy in a Chevy truck
That had a tendency of getting stuck
On backroads at night
And I was right there beside him
All summer long
And then the time we woke up to find that summer'd gone

But when you think, Tim McGraw
I hope you think my favorite song
The one we danced to all night long
The moon like a spotlight on the lake
When you think happiness
I hope you think that little black dress
Think of my head on your chest
And my old faded blue jeans
When you think Tim McGraw
I hope you think of me

September saw a month of tears
And thanking God that you weren't here
To see me like that
But in a box beneath my bed
Is a letter that you never read
From three summers back
It's hard not to find it all a little bitter sweet
And looking back on all of that
It's nice to believe

When you think, Tim McGraw
I hope you think my favorite song
The one we danced to all night long
The moon like a spotlight on the lake
When you think happiness
I hope you think that little black dress
Think of my head on your chest
And my old faded blue jeans
When you think Tim McGraw
I hope you think of me

And I'm back for the first time since then
I'm standing on your street
And there's a letter left on your doorstep
And the first thing that you'll read

Is, when you think, Tim McGraw
I hope you think my favorite song
Some day you'll turn your radio on
I hope it takes you back to that place
When you think happiness
I hope you think that little black dress
Think of my head on your chest
And my old faded blue jeans
When you think Tim McGraw
I hope you think of me
Oh, think of me
Mmmm-hmmmm