Tiny Things

Standing in the kitchen, counting all the tiles on the floor

Some of them are hidden, underneath the rug by the door

Thinking any minute, I could hear the sound of the clock go off and

You can grab the linens, we can make the bed all nice

And watch a movie in it, talk about your day all night

Just a proposition, but I think it sounds pretty good to me

How about that, you and me

Lots of love, in tiny things

All we have, is all I need

All the love's in tiny

Scratches in the sofa, all the pretty words in your mouth

How you call me over, just to show me something you found

Hiding in the attic, underneath the box I forgot about

I love this, you and me

Lots of love, in tiny things

All we have, is all I need

All the love's in tiny

Things have gone wrong in the past, and I see looking back

What I took for granted, I know that I want this to last

So I take a step back and I look at the patterns

Love is a verb, it's an action

Its not a film reenactment

I don't need the moon or a mansion

I'm happy to be standing

Standing in your kitchen, counting all the tiles on the floor

While you do the dishes