Teaching Me How To Love You

Her name was Sarah Jean

It was a night like this

In front of the Dairy Queen

Where she gave me my first kiss

I was just ten years old

So I never knew

She was teaching me how to love you

After the high school dance

In my old man's car

Holding Carol Anne

I tried to go too far

But 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

Man I loved her so

But I didn't treat her right

But she left me there

With my heart broken in two

She was teaching me how to love you

Every hand we hold

Every bridge we burn

Every single 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