Little Things Songtext
von Ache

Crying out in your black night
Words of love, things you can′t find
Whispered cries, will you stay there?
Madness strong, shall it cure thee?
There'll be times of sweet soft dreams
There′ll be times when your heart steams
But for getting an old friend
Sounds of hope that's appearing
Sitting in the rooms where happiness is real
Not expecting to see the man standing, waiting at the door
He appears like the smile of a marmalade fly


Certain things happen, his Christmas Eve past
Told him to leave, he's living there still
Can′t help acting, his anonymous will
We′ll be sitting beside her still
We'll be sitting beside her still
We′ll be there till the order will
In the mist of dreadful tears, your mind will fade away
When the fallen leaves you see, your faith can't help you go
But you′ll meet many around
Trying all the time to find...
The little things