Lyrics

Tell me about the little things
And all the joy your heart sings
Or all the pain the past brings

Tell me about the little things
And all the bells your heart rings

All of your mending is done
Patchwork to fade in the sun

Tell me about the little things
Threading your needle with heart strings

Chasing for nothing all of your mistakes of the past
Going in circles how long do you think you will last
Talk to yourself while words cut through like sharp broken glass

Have years passed since you’ve been loved?
Have years passed since you’ve been loved?
Have years passed since you’ve been loved?