Stealing Kisses

Faith Hill · Fireflies [2005]

"It's late enough,

all your kids should be home."

The policeman says

as he takes your beer for his own.



You remember,

wondering what his wife thought

about his occupation

He knows that you were just

chasing a dream

to the town line and back and over

again

So he winks at your girls

and tells you all "I'll see you later"



I was stealing kisses from a boy

now I'm begging affection from a man

in my house dress,

don't you know who I am,

don't you know who I am.

Standing in your kitchen.



It's late enough,

your husband's dinner is cold,

so you wrap it up and leave it for

him on the stove.

It's probably the traffic again.

Another important meeting.

You haven't talked to an adult all

day,

'cept for your neighbor who drives

you crazy.

When he finally gets in,

he's sure not in the mood for

talkin'.



I was stealing kisses from a boy

now I'm begging affection from a man

in my house dress,

don't you know who I am,

don't you know who I am.

I'm standing in your kitchen.



And hours become days,

days become years.

And you could burn this town

if they made matches from fear.

'Cause you're no worse off than

anybody else.

Hey, don't you even know,

don't you even know yourself?



So you're standing outside your

high school doors.

The ones you walked through 20 years before,

and you whisper to all the girls:

"Run, run, oh, run"



I was stealing kisses from a boy

now I'm begging affection from a man

in my house dress

Don't you know who I am

Don't you know who I am

Take a look at who I am

Take a look at who I am

I'm stealing kisses

Stealing kisses