The Little Things Lyrics - Singles - Matthew Ryan

Has the future come 

To make a liar out of me? 

Every day I wake 

And I'm further out to sea 

High above the driving nails 

Swirl the gardens of relief 

A broken smile, a little grace 

For no longer how brief 

The little things, the little things mean everything 

The little things, the little things mean everything 

Now I'm off to work 

On the train I only stare 

There's a sleepy drum 

And there's corruption in the air 

Only souls have been lost 

Desperate is as desperate does 

A little push, a little shove 

A little talk I give myself 

The little things, the little things mean everything 

The little things, the little things mean everything 

The little things, the little things mean everything