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Grains of sand into the ocean
And I am drowning in an emotion
The clap of wind upon the forest trees
And the lakes of the west in a winter freeze
This little things, they are the things that count
Oh I want to scream out for everything I want
Little things, little things, little things
Love, laughter, the rivers and the springs
Drops of rain upon the earth
And slowly I am running out of breath
Well this little things, they define who we are
A rising sun, a crescent moon or a falling star
I would travel the entire world if I could
But like a tree I'm stuck on I wood, I would
Sleeping in the mornings, walking the nights
Little things, little things, little things.
