Little Things
By: James Zackary
Duration
5:04
Genres
Description
Little Things is one of my first stabs at writing a ballade. I wrote Little Things when I was 17.
Lyrics
Little Things The lady I love, she holds me tight She makes me feel so good at night I think it's, those little things. She never asks, me where I go each time I leave her arms I know. I think it's, those little things. She always tries, to understand, And she don't she'll take my hand I think it's, those little things. Every morning, when I awake She smiles at me for heavens sake I think it's, those little things. She made me everything I am today She made me into a man She makes no threats she never turns away She made me what I am My love for her will never die The reason, well I'll tell you why I think it's, those little things. So give in love, what you receive For this is why I must believe, I think it's, those little things. She made me everything I am today She made me into a man She makes no threats she never turns away She made me what I am
