Текст песни Vince Gill - Little Things
Vince Gill - Little Things слова песни
Me and you and the Sunday paperSpread all over the bedA rose colored morning lightAll to ourselvesHot coffee and the comic stripsPillow talk and your fingertipsLaying down and lovingTil theres nothing left Chorus Ill take the little thingsThe simple pleasures that your sweet love bringsIll take the little things with youOpen the windows, leave that old fan onLay here with me til the sun is goneDont say nothin just let the timePass right on byI want to hear you breatheI want to brush your hairI dont care if we go anywhereWeve got everything we needRight here in this roomChorus Me and you and the Sunday paperSpread all over the bed