But bear this in mind, it was meant to be
And I'm joining up the darts
with the freckles on your cheeks
And it all makes sense to me
the crinkles by your eyes
When I smile, I've never loved my
at the bottom of my spine
But you love them end lessly
I won't let these little things slip
But if I do, it's you, oh it's you
And all these little things
You can't go to bed without a cup of tea
And maybe that's the reason
that you talk in your sleep
And all those conversations
But it makes no sense to me
The sound of your own voice on tape
while I squeeze into my jeans
I won't let these little things slip
But if it's true, it's you
They add up to I'm in love with you
And all these little things
You'll never love yourself
half as much as I love you
And you'll never treat yourself right,
and darlin', but I want you to
And I'll just let these little things
They add up too, but I'm in love with you
And all these little things you