like it's made just for me
But bare this in mind, it was meant to be
And I'm joining up the dots
with the freckles on your cheeks
And it all made sense to me
I know you've never loved
The crinkles by your eyes
Your stomach or your thighs
At the bottom of your spine
I won't let these little things slip
And all these little things
And maybe that's the reason
And all those conversations
are the secrets that I keep
Though it makes no sense to me
I know you've never loved
the sound of your voice on tape
You still have to squeeze into your jeans
I won't let these little things
But if it's true, it's you, oh it's you
They have to, I'm in love with you
And all these little things
You'll never love yourself
And you'll never treat yourself right,
If I let you know I'm here for you
Maybe you'll love yourself
I'll just let these little things
Cause it's you, oh it's you,
I won't let these little things
But if it's true, it's you,
oh it's you, they have to
all you little things you