Little things

Elke

 Your hand fits in mine
 Like it's made just for me
 But bear this in mind
 It was meant to be
 And I'm joining up the dots
 With the freckles on your cheeks
 And it all makes sense to me

 I know you've never loved
 The crinkles by your eyes when you smile
 You've never loved
 Your stomach or your thighs
 The dimples in your back at the bottom of your spine
 But I'll love them endlessly

 I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth
 But if I do,
 It's you,
 Oh it's you,
 They add up to
 I'm in love with you,
 And all these little things

 You can't go to bed,
 Without a cup of tea,
 And maybe that's the reason that you talk in your sleep
 And all those conversations
 Are the secrets that I keep
 Though it makes no sense to me

 I know you've never loved the sound of your voice on tape
 You never want to know how much you weigh
 You still have to squeeze into your jeans
 But you're perfect to me

 I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth
 But if it's true,
 It's you,
 It's you,
 They add up to
 I'm in love with you,
 And all these little things

 You'll never love yourself
 Half as much as I love you
 You'll never treat yourself right, darlin'
 But I want you to,
 If I let you know, I'm here for you,
 Maybe you'll love yourself,
 Like I love you
 Oh,

 I've just let these little things slip out of my mouth,
 Because it's you,
 Oh it's you,
 It's you,
 They add up to
 And I'm in love with you,
 And all these little things,

 I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth,
 But if it's true,
 It's you,
 It's you,
 They add up to,
 And I'm in love with you,
 And all your little things.

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