Tuesday, September 2
The Little Things
There’s somethin’ to be said,
For all those little things;
Your handwritten notes that I read,
The clouds that float overhead.
The cotton swirls around,
As the moon goes down,
And the sun comes up.
You just can’t get enough.
Your face grows pink,
‘Cause you just can’t think.
And it’s really okay,
‘Cause it’s a beautiful day.
Well go ahead and think,
‘Cause the more ya do,
The more I’m gonna want you.
There’s somethin’ to be said,
For all those little things;
The way my fingers spread,
Waiting for your hand to tread.
So go ahead and tread.
Leave your footprints in my mind.
And when I’m lookin’ behind,
I want to see that smile so kind,
So kind it stays with me ‘til bed.
Now the moon comes up,
And the sun goes down.
Your face grows so pink,
‘Cause you just can’t think.
But it’s all okay,
That’s what I’ll say,
When I look behind,
‘Cause it’s a beautiful day.
Labels: On the Beautiful Little Things We Don't Want to Miss
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