Sanoja: Ronan Keating. Back In The Backseat.

If I ask you enough to forgive, would you forgive me?
And if I ask you to listen, tell me would you listen?
'Cause it's only now that I realize what I've lost
It's only now that I wish that you were

Back in the back seat of my car
Where you used to lay down in my arms, yeah
Back in the back seat you used to tell me
You've never felt this kind of love

Life is only days and nights leading to a sunset
And I don't want to have these highs but have twice as many regrets
If I don't tell you now and I'm losing you forever
And if I don't tell you now we may never be together

Back in the back seat of my car
Where you used to lay down in my arms, yeah
Back in the back seat you used to tell me
You've never felt this kind of love at all

In the backseat
At all, in the backseat
At all, in the backseat
At all

Kept the stuff you left behind, all your memorabilia
As if by keeping it around, somehow I'd still feel you
The make-up you used to wear and a ribbon from your hair
So when you come back around, it's all there

Back in the back seat of my car
Where you used to lay down in my arms, yeah
Back in the back seat you used to tell me
You've never felt this kind of love

Back in the back seat of my car
Where you used to lay down in my arms, yeah
Back in the back seat you used to tell me
You've never felt this kind of love at all

In the backseat
At all, in the backseat
At all, in the backseat
At all, this kind of love

Back in the back seat of my car
Where you used to lay down in my arms, yeah
Back in the back seat you used to tell me
In the backseat