The Little Things

— Brian W. Flynn

It’s the little things that set my mind to dreaming,
It’s the little things you thought I didn’t see.
It’s the little things you say, at the closing of the day,
That make me love you, all I can.

Just to know your heart is always willing,
And to hold you when the sun is sinking low,
Just to know that when the world is just too much for me,
I’ve got a love that will not go.

Just to see your cry when I’m going,
And to share your smile when I return,
Just to reach and touch your hand,
And just to know that I’m your man.
That’s why I love you, all I can.

Just to feel you beside me in the morning.
And to hear you breathing through the night,
Just to know that when I’m ready to say it’s all in vain,
I’ll hear you whisper, it’s alright.

 Just to love you when the winter wind is blowing
And to watch you race the leaves in the fall
Just watch the seasons changing outside our door,
And know our love won’t change at all.

 It’s the little things that set my mind to dreaming,
It’s the little things you thought I didn’t see.
It’s the little things you say, at the closing of the day,
That make me love you, all I can.
It’s the little things you say, at the closing of each day,
That make me love you, all I can.