It's the little things that make me happy
It's the bigger things that make me sad
Though I know that I've got riches overflowing
Promise me you'll understand
It's the memory of a moment
That keeps you warm on a cold winters night
But if that memory turns bad it starts growing
It can cause a fire that burns too bright
And you find yourself being suffocated
By the very weight of what was once a simple breath upon your cheek
And you lie awake so mystified
How you ever got so high and fell so low
Was it worth it though?
The answer is always known
It's the little things that make me happy
It's the bigger things that drive me mad
Though I know that I've got riches overflowing
Promise me you'll understand
Promise me you'll understand
It's the bigger things that make me sad
Though I know that I've got riches overflowing
Promise me you'll understand
It's the memory of a moment
That keeps you warm on a cold winters night
But if that memory turns bad it starts growing
It can cause a fire that burns too bright
And you find yourself being suffocated
By the very weight of what was once a simple breath upon your cheek
And you lie awake so mystified
How you ever got so high and fell so low
Was it worth it though?
The answer is always known
It's the little things that make me happy
It's the bigger things that drive me mad
Though I know that I've got riches overflowing
Promise me you'll understand
Promise me you'll understand