LITTLE THINGS

Your (G)hand fits in mine like it’s made just for me; but, (G)bear this in mind, it was meant to be.

And I’m (Em7)join ing up the dots with the (D)freck les on your cheeks, and it (C6)all makes (D7)sense to me.

I know you’ve nev er loved the crin kles by your eyes when you smile.

You’ve nev er loved your stom ach or your thighs,

the (Em7)dim ples in your back at the (D)bot tom of your spine, but I’ll (C6)love them (D7)end less ly.

I won’t let these lit tle things slip out

of my mouth,

but if I do,

it’s you,

oh, it’s you that they add up (D)to.

I’m in love with you

and all these lit tle things.

(G)You can’t go to bed with out a cup of tea, and may be that’s the rea son that you talk in your sleep.

And all those con ver sa tions are the se crets that I keep, though it (C6)makes no (D7)sense to me.

I know you’ve nev er loved the sound of your voice on tape.

You nev er want to know how much you weigh.

(Em7)You still have to squeeze in (D)to your jeans, but (C6)you’re per (D7)fect to me.

and all these lit tle things.

You’ll nev er love your self half as much as I love you.

And you’ll nev er treat your self right, dar (G)ling, but I want you to.

If I let you know

I’m (G)here

for (D)you,

may be you’ll love your self like (G)I

love (D)you, oh.

And I’ve just let these lit tle things slip out

of my mouth,

’cause it’s you,

oh, it’s you,

it’s you they add up (D)to.

And I’m in love with you

and all these lit tle things.

I won’t let these lit tle things slip out

of my mouth.

But if it’s true,

it’s you,

it’s you they add up (D)to.

I’m in love with you

and all your lit tle things.