Taylor Swift — All Too Well | караоке, минус + текст песни

I walked through the door with you. The air was cold, but something 'bout it felt like home somehow. And I left my scarf there at your sister's house. And you've still got it in your drawer, even now. Oh, your sweet disposition and my wide-eyed gaze. We're singing in the car, getting lost upstate. Autumn leaves falling down like pieces into place. And I can picture it, after all these days. And I know it's long gone and that magic's not here no more. And I might be okay, but I'm not fine at all. 'Cause there we are again on that little town street. You almost ran the red 'cause you were looking over at me. Wind in my hair, I was there. I remember it all too well. Photo album on the counter, your cheeks were turning red. You used to be a little kid with glasses and a small sized bed. Your mother's telling stories about you and the tee-ball team. You taught me about your past, thinking your future was me. And I know it's long gone and there was nothing else I could do. And I forget about you long enough to forget what I needed to. 'Cause there we are again in the middle of the night. We dance around the kitchen in the refrigerator light. Downstairs, I was there. I remember it all too well. And maybe we got lost in translation. Maybe I asked for too much. But maybe this thing was a masterpiece till you tore it all up. Running scared, I was there. I remember it all too well. And I called you up again just to break my promise. So casually cruel in the name of being honest. I'm a crumpled up piece of paper lying here. 'Cause I remember it all, all, oh, too well. Time won't fly. It's like I'm paralyzed by it. I'd like to be my old self again. I'm still trying to find it after plaid shirt days. And nights when you made me your own. Now you mail back my things and I walk home alone. But you keep my old scarf from that very first week. 'Cause it reminds you of innocence and it smells like me. Can't get rid of it. 'Cause you remember it all too well. Yeah. 'Cause there we are again with our gloves, shoes and soles. Back before you lost the one real thing you'll ever know. It was rare, I was there. I remember it all too well. Wind in my hair, you were there. You remember it all. Downstairs, you were there. You remember it all. It was rare, I was there. I remember it all too well.