The small things
Digsuster
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I used to think that love arrived like thunder
Like something you could feel before it came
But I'd been burned by lightning, torn asunder
So I swore I'd never play that game
Then you left your coffee on my counter
You hummed a song you didn't know the words to
And something in me, quiet as a whisper
Started to believe in something true
It wasn't fireworks, it wasn't falling
It was softer than I ever thought it'd be
Just you, just this, just Sunday morning calling
Just you making room for me
It's the small things
The way you pass the salt without me asking
The small things
Your voice when you don't know I'm listening
Not the promises or the grand designs
Just you, just here, just yours, just mine
I found my way back to love through the small things
I used to need the words said like a sermon
Loud enough to drown my every doubt
But I've learned that love that needs to be performing
Is usually the first love to burn out
You don't say much, you just stay
When the night gets long, you don't run away
You fold my laundry, you learn my silences
You love me in the most ordinary ways
It wasn't a moment, it wasn't a movie
No one would write a scene this plain to see
Just two cups, dim lights, something on the TV
Just you making space for me
It's the small things
The way you pass the salt without me asking
The small things
Your voice when you don't know I'm listening
Not the promises or the grand designs
Just you, just here, just yours, just mine
I found my way back to love through the small things
I told you once, I said
"I don't know how to do this anymore"
You didn't try to fix it, you just said
"That's okay, I'm not going anywhere"
And that was it, that was everything
No one had ever given me
Something that quiet and meant it that much
It's the small things
The way you pass the salt without me asking
The small things
Your laugh when something catches you off guard
Not the promises or the grand designs
Just you, just here, just yours, just mine
I didn't think I'd find my way back
But love came softly through the back door
Through the ordinary, through the small things
Your coffee on my counter
Your hum without the words
The small things
Just the small things
Just the small things