Catching a flight from L.A It's been three weeks I've seen your face Touching down, at a quarter past 3 Lucky you, you must be home, asleep I wait for my bags, they're taking so long 'Bout to call a cab to take me home That's, I feel a touch from behind Turn around, you're right before my eyes Standing there, I can't believe you came It's 3 o'clock in the morning, and it's pouring rain There's something about the kinda love that you bring Can't put my finger on it, guess it must be All these things The little things that you do They make my heart beat for you All these things The little things mean so much You remind me Each time we touch of all the little things I sleep through the morning and wake up at two Just can't wait to spend the day with you I head downstairs and the first thing I see Is a note there, waiting, saying "There's a concert tonight, I thought you'd want to go I hear dat, Alicia's got a real good show" Sometimes, it seems you think of everything You never cease to amaze, you know, I'm loving All these things The little things that you do They make my heart beat for you All these things The little things mean so much You remind me each time we touch of all the little things (All these things you do keep me loving you) All the little things that you do Keep me in love with you, baby, yeah © T A G BOYS MUSIC; UNIVERSAL MUSIC PUBL. CANADA - MGB; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com