It’s The Little Things

Big leaps and pauses, the wins and the losses

Can pick you up and knock you down like that

The highs and the lows, and the big things you go for

Ain't a weight you want to shoulder through your door

A smile and a wave, go a little out of your way

Or holding a door a second more

A spare dollar from a billfold, it don't have to be so bold

To make your own red-letter day

It's the little things

Like that first sip of coffee, like the sun rising on me

Like the look she gives in the morn

I could go downtown, have a little drive around

And cruise these streets to a simple song

It's the little things for me

Resting on your laurels ain't exactly what I mean

Don't let what you achieve mean everything

It's not as simple as I say it, and it never hurts to pray it

Don't sweat the big pay, the big show, all the big things you want most

It's the little things

Like that first sip of coffee, like the sun rising on me

Like the look she gives in the morn

I could go downtown, have a little drive around

And cruise these streets to a simple song

Like a California red, or lazy days in bed

Or the sweet things she whispers to me

It's the little things

Little things like that

It's the little things for me

Little things

Little things like that