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Little Things - William Prince
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Little Things William Prince

Little Things - William Prince
Stood ‘round starin’ at cars today Hopin’ I'd see your face
I know that's crazy to say
But there's too many streets To stand here all night
I'll just let one more go by
My hands ain’t on the wheel no more What are we fighting for?
Why you out driving alone?

And they say less is more Some of the time
And I hate when things ain’t alright Not much I can do
Just sit back and wait
For the love that I let go to see

That I live for the little things All of our little things
Each and every’s enough Each and every’s enough

And should I make the money To buy our own castle
I'll make sure there's a room at the top Filled with paint and a potter’s wheel Overlooking a bluestem field
Where you can be naked and free Quiet and cigarettes
Birdcage chair, no regrets Everything that you need

And when I'm too much Like I can sometimes be
And my words just aren't hitting the mark I won't lose my mind

If you take some time
To find yourself and come back to me
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