little things Written by: bobby goldsboro Little things that you do Make me glad i'm...
(matraca berg/ronnie samoset) Saturday, i drove into town In the co-op where your friends hang...
Sally, she says the sweetest things But words won't stop the pain She's painting skies...
Remember how it used to be When the sun would fill up the sky Remember...
(alexander) Well i met her in college Hanging out at sigma chi Singing stoned and...
be careful, you might hear something you don't want to...
i don't know what you're thinking when you fail to...
did you think if you shout you can sort it...
feeling so frustrated even antiquated 'cause you can't update me...
when your desire has been found, you'll be running far...
she said, she said 'you don't know shit, because you've...
far be it for me to say you're loose son...
don't go telling me it's gone wrong, don't go telling...
we both know i need this too much only i...
i don't belive what i'm thinking i'm less than useful...