Linda Eder Follow

It's the whisper of the rain when we're sleeping
The familiar way the scent of you clings
In the coolness of the night
It's the little things

It's the honest way you ask how I'm feeling
And the way you still agree though I'm wrong
It's the little things in life
That carry me along

And it's the peace that I find
When it all slows down
And I feel something in the air
Keeps me from losing my mind

In this crazy world
When there's some little thing to share
'Cause all alone here with you
The little things will do
Everyone's always reaching for brass rings

As for me, I'm content with the view
When the afternoon shadows play
With the breezes at end of day
There is nothing I need to say

Let the fireworks start, let the band begin
Those things don't really matter at all
'Cause when the crowds all go home
And I look within, the extravagant gestures seem small

It's not castles and kings
It's the little things
It's not castles and kings
It's the little things
It's the whisper of the rain when we're sleeping