Little Things

Little Things

Little things that you do
Little things that I
Love again it makes us do
Or hate us if we try

Little things for Mondays
Little things through Fri
Talk nothing of Sundays
In the corner when we cry

Little things are for us
Our lives great and tall
Little things matter much
And then don't matter at all

The way we walk together
Hand in hand, locked heart
Over those tithe misgivings
We're masters of cover up art

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