little things Written by: bobby goldsboro Little things that you do Make me glad i'm...
I slipped and fell with your gun in my mouth The trigger pulled and you...
(heaton/rotheray) I'm losing things That's what old-fashioned love brings Lost the key to the house...
(coverdale/vandenberg) I'm far from home, And tired of this place, I miss your good, good...
Spread your precious wings and fly, fly, fly, fly... From the moment that we breathe...
Every finger in the room is pointing at me I...
with your E's and your ease and I do much...
Clouds descending I'm not policing What you think and dream...
Icicle icicle where are you going Where are you going...
carbon made found her at the end of a chain...
Maybe i didn't like to hear But i still can't...
Daniel is travelling tonight on a plane I can see...
Traveled far from my home Foreign streets paved with stone...
i'm not sure who's fooling who here as i'm watching...
Sarah sylvia cynthia stout Would not take the garbage out...