(In A Big World) Little Dreams Count Songtext
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It's a cold day, I'm in a place I wish I wasn't
All I'm asking for is just one look at you
'Cause tomorrow I could die ignoring street signs
Just like I always do and life meant more with you
It's dark when I wake up from disturbing dreams
Feeling all alone, I hate to be alone
When in our lives people show such cruelty
But there's good in this, in this I could believe
So just stop, stop wondering -
The weather and the weekends all agree
All I'm asking for is just one look at you
'Cause tomorrow I could die ignoring street signs
Just like I always do and life meant more with you
It's dark when I wake up from disturbing dreams
Feeling all alone, I hate to be alone
When in our lives people show such cruelty
But there's good in this, in this I could believe
So just stop, stop wondering -
The weather and the weekends all agree
You found out - we're all selfish - so what?
Ah, if you asked what I thought I knew, you know I'd say -
"You girl and songs should be enjoyed"
You found out - we're all lonely
Waiting patiently in this room,
The piles of things are stacked around me
Counting down days
Until we all can move on to the next thing
And leave this one behind, sell it off to you
Bad feelings from too much of a good thing
Yes it's sort of sour
Nerves can get so shot
When sudden weight is added to the small
Things so just throw up your hands and
Write new tunes to sing
And just stop!
Stop wondering whether or not the world will even care
Just do what you do well
Ahh ahh ahh
If asked what I thought I knew, you know I'd say - "Just love and be loved in return"
I stole that but that's okay, it's true
Ah, if you asked what I thought I knew, you know I'd say -
"You girl and songs should be enjoyed"
You found out - we're all lonely
Waiting patiently in this room,
The piles of things are stacked around me
Counting down days
Until we all can move on to the next thing
And leave this one behind, sell it off to you
Bad feelings from too much of a good thing
Yes it's sort of sour
Nerves can get so shot
When sudden weight is added to the small
Things so just throw up your hands and
Write new tunes to sing
And just stop!
Stop wondering whether or not the world will even care
Just do what you do well
Ahh ahh ahh
If asked what I thought I knew, you know I'd say - "Just love and be loved in return"
I stole that but that's okay, it's true
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