We got a old blanket and a
Torn up copy of a Harry Potter book
We ain't read yet
Gotta broken ashtray with some
Half smoked roaches
We can smell the ocean from a half made bed
It's the little things that mean everything (the little things)
It's the little things that mean everything (the little things)
Well, me and you setting in a love seat
Music in the background, Gram P
Kids running 'round with the bare feet
Man, this is life, ain't it lovely?
Sun sets soft in the backyard
Old friends, out late
Laughing so hard
Ya, these are the times that we living for
And if you getting cold
We got a old blanket and a
Torn up copy of a Harry Potter book
We ain't read yet
Gotta broken ashtray with some
Half smoked roaches
We can smell the ocean from a half made bed
It's the little things that mean everything (the little things)
It's the little things that mean everything (the little things)
It's the little things that mean everything (the little things)
It's the little things that mean everything (the little things)
Yeah, you wake up in the morning but I'm sleeping in late
Say hello to day in the garden we made
With the little broken sign and the leftover paint
That says, "You know we love sun
Don't forget 'bout the rain"
We could chill by the fire side
Just me and you
Try to not let the plants die
But we always do
'Cause we out getting too high up on the roof
And I know you always getting cold
We got a old blanket and a
Torn up copy of a Harry Potter book
We ain't read yet
Gotta broken ashtray with some
Half smoked roaches
We can smell the ocean from a half made bed
It's the little things that mean everything (the little things)
(Yeah, it's the little things)
It's the little things that mean everything (the little things)
(They mean everything)
It's the little things that mean everything (the little things)
Yeah, it's the little things
It's the little things that mean everything (the little things)
Yeah
Dirty Heads - Little Things Lyrics
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We got a old blanket and a
Torn up copy of a Harry Potter book
We ain't read yet
Gotta broken ashtray with some
Half smoked roaches
We can smell the ocean from a half made bed
It's the little things that mean everything (the little things)
It's the little things that mean everything (the little things)
Well, me and you setting in a love seat
Music in the background, Gram P
Kids running 'round with the bare feet
Man, this is life, ain't it lovely?
Sun sets soft in the backyard
Old friends, out late
Laughing so hard
Ya, these are the times that we living for
And if you getting cold
We got a old blanket and a
Torn up copy of a Harry Potter book
We ain't read yet
Gotta broken ashtray with some
Half smoked roaches
We can smell the ocean from a half made bed
It's the little things that mean everything (the little things)
It's the little things that mean everything (the little things)
It's the little things that mean everything (the little things)
It's the little things that mean everything (the little things)
Yeah, you wake up in the morning but I'm sleeping in late
Say hello to day in the garden we made
With the little broken sign and the leftover paint
That says, "You know we love sun
Don't forget 'bout the rain"
We could chill by the fire side
Just me and you
Try to not let the plants die
But we always do
'Cause we out getting too high up on the roof
And I know you always getting cold
We got a old blanket and a
Torn up copy of a Harry Potter book
We ain't read yet
Gotta broken ashtray with some
Half smoked roaches
We can smell the ocean from a half made bed
It's the little things that mean everything (the little things)
(Yeah, it's the little things)
It's the little things that mean everything (the little things)
(They mean everything)
It's the little things that mean everything (the little things)
Yeah, it's the little things
It's the little things that mean everything (the little things)
Yeah
Torn up copy of a Harry Potter book
We ain't read yet
Gotta broken ashtray with some
Half smoked roaches
We can smell the ocean from a half made bed
It's the little things that mean everything (the little things)
It's the little things that mean everything (the little things)
Well, me and you setting in a love seat
Music in the background, Gram P
Kids running 'round with the bare feet
Man, this is life, ain't it lovely?
Sun sets soft in the backyard
Old friends, out late
Laughing so hard
Ya, these are the times that we living for
And if you getting cold
We got a old blanket and a
Torn up copy of a Harry Potter book
We ain't read yet
Gotta broken ashtray with some
Half smoked roaches
We can smell the ocean from a half made bed
It's the little things that mean everything (the little things)
It's the little things that mean everything (the little things)
It's the little things that mean everything (the little things)
It's the little things that mean everything (the little things)
Yeah, you wake up in the morning but I'm sleeping in late
Say hello to day in the garden we made
With the little broken sign and the leftover paint
That says, "You know we love sun
Don't forget 'bout the rain"
We could chill by the fire side
Just me and you
Try to not let the plants die
But we always do
'Cause we out getting too high up on the roof
And I know you always getting cold
We got a old blanket and a
Torn up copy of a Harry Potter book
We ain't read yet
Gotta broken ashtray with some
Half smoked roaches
We can smell the ocean from a half made bed
It's the little things that mean everything (the little things)
(Yeah, it's the little things)
It's the little things that mean everything (the little things)
(They mean everything)
It's the little things that mean everything (the little things)
Yeah, it's the little things
It's the little things that mean everything (the little things)
Yeah
Writer: Dustin Bushnell, Jared Watson, Ryan Ogren
Copyright: Lyrics © Word Collections Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Word Collections Publishing