Little Moments
Well, I'll never forget the first time that I heard
That pretty mouth say that dirty word
And I can't even remember now
What she backed my truck into
But she covered her mouth and her face got red
And she just looked so darn cute
That I couldn't even act like I was mad
Yeah, I live for little moments like that
Well, that's like just last year on my birthday
She lost all track of time and burnt the cake
And every smoke detector in the house was going off
And she was just about to cry until I took her in my arms
And I tried not to let her see me laugh
Yeah, I live for little moments like that
I know she's not perfect
But she tries so hard for me
And I thank God that she isn't
'Cause how boring would that be?
It's the little imperfections
It's the sudden change in plans
When she misreads the directions
And we're lost, but holding hands
Yeah, I live for little moments like that
When she's layin' on my shoulder
On the sofa in the dark
And about the time she falls asleep
So does my right arm
And I want so bad to move it
'Cause it's tinglin' and it's numb
But she looks so much like an angel
That I don't want to wake her up
Yeah, I live for little moments
When she steals my heart again
And doesn't even know it
Yeah, I live for little moments like that
That pretty mouth say that dirty word
And I can't even remember now
What she backed my truck into
But she covered her mouth and her face got red
And she just looked so darn cute
That I couldn't even act like I was mad
Yeah, I live for little moments like that
Well, that's like just last year on my birthday
She lost all track of time and burnt the cake
And every smoke detector in the house was going off
And she was just about to cry until I took her in my arms
And I tried not to let her see me laugh
Yeah, I live for little moments like that
I know she's not perfect
But she tries so hard for me
And I thank God that she isn't
'Cause how boring would that be?
It's the little imperfections
It's the sudden change in plans
When she misreads the directions
And we're lost, but holding hands
Yeah, I live for little moments like that
When she's layin' on my shoulder
On the sofa in the dark
And about the time she falls asleep
So does my right arm
And I want so bad to move it
'Cause it's tinglin' and it's numb
But she looks so much like an angel
That I don't want to wake her up
Yeah, I live for little moments
When she steals my heart again
And doesn't even know it
Yeah, I live for little moments like that
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Writer(s): Brad Paisley, Charles Du Bois
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