It's the little things in life that make it great
As long as we listen instead of just rate
The little things, the little things, we take them for granted
If you might just understand it
We take for granted walking around
Going out with friends, exploring the town
We don't think anything of being able to see
The sun rising up, we take it for granted, both you and me
We take for granted being able to write
To use our hands to make it right
Some cannot walk, and feel they won't be accepted
in our society, you have to be perfected
Some cannot see the world all around them
But find solace in the One who created it
Some cannot use their hands
But yet listen to the One who made all the lands
To Him they are perfected and so are we
But we have to stop saying "me, me, me"
We have to enjoy all the little things
Cause in order to be free we all need our wings.
