Текст песни Little Things

Every time your name comes again Links a chain, in my memory And every fire that burns lights a flame Look away, I don't wanna see Every day I try to run away I'm a slave, I just can't get free Little things I don't wanna see Little things that you never mean Little things got a hold of me Every wind that blows there's a truth About you, I don't wanna hear Every song I'm singing in the street Every beat, I hear a piece of you Every time your names comes again Links a chain, to my mind that's true Little things I don't wanna see Little things that you never mean Little things got a hold of me Every time your name comes again Links a chain, in my memory And every fire that burns lights a flame Look away, I don't wanna see Every day I try to run away I'm a slave, I just can't get free Little things got a hold of me