Tiny Flakes - Michael Nau

Ah-ah, ahh-ahh-ahh Ah-ah, ahh-ahh-ahh Ah-ah, ahh-ahh-ahh Standing in the kitchen, counting all the tiles on the floor Some of them are hidden, underneath the rug by the door Thinking any minute, I could hear the sound of the clock go off and You can grab the linens, we can make the bed all nice And watch a movie in it, talk about your day all night Just a proposition, but I think it sounds pretty good to me How about that, you and me Lots of love, in tiny things All we have, is all I need All the love's in tiny Scratches in the sofa, all the pretty words in your mouth How you call me over, just to show me something you found Hiding in the attic, underneath the box I forgot about I love this, you and me Lots of love, in tiny things All we have, is all I need All the love's in tiny Things have gone wrong in the past, and I see looking back What I took for granted, I know that I want this to last So I take a step back and I look at the patterns Love is a verb, it's an action Its not a film reenactment I don't need the moon or a mansion I'm happy to be standing Standing in your kitchen, counting all the tiles on the floor While you do the dishes