Teaching Me How to Love You
Her name was Sara Jean, it was a night like this
In front of the Dairy Queen, she gave him my first kiss
I was just ten years old so I never knew
She was teaching me hot to love you
After the high school dance in my old man's car
Holding Caroline Ann I tried to go too far
When she said no I didn't have a clue
She was teaching me how to love you
Every hand we hold
Every bridge we burn
Every story told
Is another lesson learned
A few years ago, I met Jill one night
And I loved her so but I didn't treat her right
When she left me their with my heart broke in two
She was teaching me how to love you
Every hand we hold
Every bridge we burn
Every story told
Is another lesson learned
So if I should glance in your rear-view mirror
At every failed romance that brought you here
Honey, I can't be hurt by what I see
They were teaching you how to love me
They were teaching you how to love me
The way you do
And that's teaching me how to love you
