雨下在我們喜愛的故事之外

(自動播放)   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. ---- 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