
Lyrics to It's The Little Things
Big leaps and pauses
The wins and the losses
Can pick you up and knock you down like that
The highs and the lows
And the big things you go for
Ain't a weight you want to shoulder through your door
A smile and a wave
Go a little out of your way
Or holding a door a second more
A spare dollar from a billfold
It don't have to be so bold
To make your own red letter day
It's the little things
Like that first sip of coffee
Like the sun rising on me
Like the look she gives in the morn
I could go downtown have a little drive around
And cruise these streets to a simple song
It's the little things for me
Resting on your laurels ain't exactly what I mean
Don't let what you achieve mean everything
It's not as simple as I say it
And it never hurts to pray it
Don't sweat the big pay, the big show
All the big things you want most
It's the little things
Like that first sip of coffee
Like the sun rising on me
Like the look she gives in the morn
I could go downtown have a little drive around
And cruise these streets to a simple song
Like a California red
Or lazy days in bed
Or the sweet things she whispers to me
It's the little things
Little things like that
It's the little things for me
Little things
Little things like that
The wins and the losses
Can pick you up and knock you down like that
The highs and the lows
And the big things you go for
Ain't a weight you want to shoulder through your door
A smile and a wave
Go a little out of your way
Or holding a door a second more
A spare dollar from a billfold
It don't have to be so bold
To make your own red letter day
It's the little things
Like that first sip of coffee
Like the sun rising on me
Like the look she gives in the morn
I could go downtown have a little drive around
And cruise these streets to a simple song
It's the little things for me
Resting on your laurels ain't exactly what I mean
Don't let what you achieve mean everything
It's not as simple as I say it
And it never hurts to pray it
Don't sweat the big pay, the big show
All the big things you want most
It's the little things
Like that first sip of coffee
Like the sun rising on me
Like the look she gives in the morn
I could go downtown have a little drive around
And cruise these streets to a simple song
Like a California red
Or lazy days in bed
Or the sweet things she whispers to me
It's the little things
Little things like that
It's the little things for me
Little things
Little things like that