Black Shirts

Kim Hill

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I love wearing black shirts
And wearing them with black levis
Jump in my convertible
And kicking into overdrive
I love good times with good friends
And turning up my stereo
Dinner with my family
And watching a late, late show

But do I save any love for you
Do I save any time for you
A time when we're all alone
I mean, really alone, oh

I love fall
And living by tall trees
And I love having a fire
Just before the first hard freeze
And I thank you for making all of this
And holding me in your hands
I think I'm finally growing up
I'm starting to understand

I need to be saving love for you
I need to be spending time with you
A time when we're all alone
I mean, really alone

I need to be saving love for you
I need to be spending time with you
I need to be saving love for you
I need to be spending time with you
A time when we're all alone
I mean, really alone

Black shirts, convertibles
Warm fires, black shirts
Good friends, oh, my family
Black shirts, yeah, oh, no, no
Black shirts