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I didn't know what was in store.
When I walked right through the door.
Then I saw you over there, our blue eyes locked in a stare.
I didn't know quite what to say, sometimes words get in the way.

I remember the night you said,
"Lets go for a ride" I didn't want the night to end.
Would we be more than friends?
Yeah little did I know before,
we would be something more.

In black and white I read the screen, of all your lines and in-between.
Then your message on the phone, I save to hear when I'm all alone.
And Now I know just what to say, this doesn't happen everyday.

I remember the night you said,
"Lets go for a ride" I didn't want the night to end.
Would we be more than friends?
Yeah little did I know before, we would be something more.

Something more, something more.
We would be something more, something more, something more.

I know we're both young, but we know how we feel.
We know was is false, and we know what is real.

I remember the night you said "lets go for a ride"...
I didnt want the night to end....

I remember the night you said,
"Lets go for a ride" I didn't want the night to end.
Would we be more than friends?
Yeah little did I know before, we would be something more.
I remember the night you said,
"Lets go for a ride" I didn't want the night to end.
Would we be more than friends?
Yeah little did I know before, we would be something more.

Something more, something more.
Something more, something more.