Letra de Little Things

I’m lost in the bread aisle Should be over In frozen with those little things That make my mood swing The cost of the feeling That I crave Is way beyond my day to day But I’d still pay It’s getting light again Ephemeral But still enough to change my mind And start to define Just what I need to get by As I shield my eyes From all the bad in the world As it continues to unfurl You know it’s cold, cold, cold You know it’s cold, cold, cold And I’m not looking for simile I just need these little things It’s these little things Like how you feel when indoors As the rain starts to pour And you’re nice and warm 'Cause the heating’s on Or when you find a bank note Crumpled up in a coat That you’ve not worn in a while How it makes you smile You know it’s gold, gold, gold You know it’s gold, gold, gold And I’m not looking for sympathy I just need these little things It’s these little things It’s these little things