Always the little things
You got the little things
I used to picture love out of a magazine
But that was the old me, that was the old me
Preconceived notions of the way we supposed to be
But that was the old me, that was the old me
'Cause when I lay my eyes on you
Inside me you're the point of view
The things I used to see right through, through, though, through
I love the way that we FaceTime when I'm gone
I count down the days
Always the little things
You got the little things
I used to dream of a big house, fast car
And sapphire rings
But that doesn't mean a thing
You got the little things
You got the little things
You, you
You got the little things
You, you
You got the little things
I used to picture love out of a magazine
But that was the old me, that was the old me
Preconceived notions of the way we supposed to be
But that was the old me, that was the old me
'Cause when I lay my eyes on you
Inside me you're the point of view
The things I used to see right through, through, though, through
I love the way that we FaceTime when I'm gone
I count down the days
Always the little things
You got the little things
I used to dream of a big house, fast car
And sapphire rings
But that doesn't mean a thing
You got the little things
I love the way that we FaceTime when I'm gone
I count down the days
Always the little things
You got the little things
I used to dream of a big house, fast car
And sapphire rings
But that doesn't mean a thing
You got the little things
I love the way that we FaceTime when I'm gone
I count down the days
Always the little things
You got the little things