Little Things

Here we lay
Down the face
Of our mistakes
It always seems
Like we are out of place
No warm embrace

Fell queit like the leaves
In October
As we get older
Cold as the arms
Of affection unfolds
And we wait for

The blue
Oh it never changes
The blue
Oh it brings me down

We’re burn, babe
But still I’ll hold you close
Till we’re all smoke
No scenary
No sweet Sun or violet rays
Fell into the hour

That we forget our names
A warm embrace
Cold as the arms
Off affection unfolds
And we wait for

The blue
Oh never never changes
The blue
Oh it brings me down

Do you like the cold
Does it numb your pain
Are we introspective
Is it only selfish

Do you even care
Do I even care
Was it worth the wait
Was it worth its wait

Oh, it’s the litlle things
That always get me down
Oh, it’s the litlle things
That always get me down
Oh, it’s the litlle things
That always get me down