A/N: yes another one! I can't help it! I listen to these songs & think
of a story *looks around* this song is 'Austin' by Blake Shelton.
Pan packed her things, turned to Trunks. "Trunks, I'm sorry but I gotta go."
"Pan! Please don't! How will I talk to you?" Trunks ran after her. Pan got in her car, tears came down her face as she drove off.
'She left without leavin' a number
Said she needed to clear her mind
He figured she'd gone back to Austin
'Cause she talked about it all the time'
About a year later she called him, she got 3 rigns then the answering machine. She drop the phone as she heard what it said.
'If you're callin' 'bout the car I sold it
If this is Tuesday night I'm bowling
If you've got somethin' to sell, you're wastin' your time, I'm not
buyin'
If it's anybody else, wait for the tone,
You know what to do
And P.S. if this is Austin, I still love you
'The telephone fell to the counter
She heard but she couldn't believe
What kind of man would hang on that long
What kind of love that must be'
She waited 3 days until she tried again. She didn't know what she'd say but she called anyway. She heard 3 rings and left her number and not another word.
'She waited three days, and then she tried again
She didn't know what she'd say,
But she heard three rings and then
If it's Friday night I'm at the ballgame
And first thing Saturday, if it don't rainI'm headed out to the lake
And I'll be gone, all weekend long
But I'll call you back when I get home
On Sunday afternoon
And P.S. If this is Austin, I still love you
Well, this time she left her number
But not another word'
She waited Sunday at her house, not wanting to miss his call. When Trunks got home he checked his calls. When he heard Pan's he stop to hear what she said, listening to every word. "If you're calling about my heart it's still yours, I should of listening to it a little more. And it wouldn't of taken me so long to know where I belong and by the way boy this is know machine you're talking to, can't you tell? This is Pan & I still love you.
'Then she waited by the phone on Sunday evenin'
And this is what he heard
If you're callin' 'bout my heart
It's still yours
I should've listened to it a little more
Then it wouldn't have taken me so long to know where I belong
And by the way, boy, this is no machine you're talkin' to
Can't you tell, this is Austin, and I still love you
I still love you'
A/N: ok that's it. How did you like it? Good? Bad? TELL ME! PLEASE!
Fire Dragon
Pan packed her things, turned to Trunks. "Trunks, I'm sorry but I gotta go."
"Pan! Please don't! How will I talk to you?" Trunks ran after her. Pan got in her car, tears came down her face as she drove off.
'She left without leavin' a number
Said she needed to clear her mind
He figured she'd gone back to Austin
'Cause she talked about it all the time'
About a year later she called him, she got 3 rigns then the answering machine. She drop the phone as she heard what it said.
'If you're callin' 'bout the car I sold it
If this is Tuesday night I'm bowling
If you've got somethin' to sell, you're wastin' your time, I'm not
buyin'
If it's anybody else, wait for the tone,
You know what to do
And P.S. if this is Austin, I still love you
'The telephone fell to the counter
She heard but she couldn't believe
What kind of man would hang on that long
What kind of love that must be'
She waited 3 days until she tried again. She didn't know what she'd say but she called anyway. She heard 3 rings and left her number and not another word.
'She waited three days, and then she tried again
She didn't know what she'd say,
But she heard three rings and then
If it's Friday night I'm at the ballgame
And first thing Saturday, if it don't rainI'm headed out to the lake
And I'll be gone, all weekend long
But I'll call you back when I get home
On Sunday afternoon
And P.S. If this is Austin, I still love you
Well, this time she left her number
But not another word'
She waited Sunday at her house, not wanting to miss his call. When Trunks got home he checked his calls. When he heard Pan's he stop to hear what she said, listening to every word. "If you're calling about my heart it's still yours, I should of listening to it a little more. And it wouldn't of taken me so long to know where I belong and by the way boy this is know machine you're talking to, can't you tell? This is Pan & I still love you.
'Then she waited by the phone on Sunday evenin'
And this is what he heard
If you're callin' 'bout my heart
It's still yours
I should've listened to it a little more
Then it wouldn't have taken me so long to know where I belong
And by the way, boy, this is no machine you're talkin' to
Can't you tell, this is Austin, and I still love you
I still love you'
A/N: ok that's it. How did you like it? Good? Bad? TELL ME! PLEASE!
Fire Dragon