Has the future come
To make a liar out of me?
Every day I wake
And I'm further out to seaHigh above the driving nails
Swirl the gardens of relief
A broken smile, a little grace
For no longer how briefThe little things, the little things mean everything
The little things, the little things mean everythingNow I'm off to work
On the train I only stare
There's a sleepy drum
And there's corruption in the airOnly souls have been lost
Desperate is as desperate does
A little push, a little shove
A little talk I give myselfThe little things, the little things mean everything
The little things, the little things mean everything
The little things, the little things mean everything
Songwriters
Ryan, RonPublished by
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