Lyrics:
Her finger traced I love youIn the palm of my handThats still the only timeMy bellys ever hit the floor like thatYour feet in my lapWe drove the pastKnowing we would turn around again[chorus:]Tell her Im not sorryMention my ferrariJust dont tell her thatI miss herShe wanted inI wanted outAnd thats the last thing we talked aboutRemember how our hands matchedLove lines, same sizeI guess I should have checkedTo the lifelines were in lineI called on the phoneYou still felt aloneAnd talked about the songs that made you cry[chorus]Campfire cookiesAnd john hughes moviesJr. mints & cold shower tuesdaysNovember shivers and rearview mirrorsAnd the little things like that[chorus]