Matthew Ryan - The Little Things Lyrics
Has the future comeTo make a liar out of me?Every day I wakeAnd I'm further out to seaHigh above the driving nailsSwirl the gardens of reliefA broken smileA little graceFor no longer how briefThe little things, the little things mean everythingThe little things, the little things mean everythingNow I'm off to workOn the train I only stareThere's a sleepy drumAnd there's corruption in the airOnly souls have been lostDesperate is as desperate doesA little pushA little shoveA little talk I give myselfThe little things, the little things mean everythingThe little things, the little things mean everythingThe little things, the little things mean everything...to fade