Pretty little things are what make me happy
It’s not a big kinda thing, but makes me whistle on the way
The shape of your eyes
The lines they draw when you gaze at me
Feel like floating though I’m standing
Solid on the ground
My toes grab tight the soil
My heart wears the seatbelt as we roll
Solid on the ground
My toes grab tight the soil
My heart wears the seatbelt as we roll
You did a little magic on a broken, stone heart
Drifting in the sea, you threw a life jacket on me
Ooh ooh your eyes
They were big enough to carry my tears
Feel like floating though I’m standing
Standing