The Little Things

You make me feel like tidal waves
Watching it come, then taking me
I painted my nails black just for you
It's the little things that make you smile from the blue

I would write the best poems if I could
Pull all the wishing stars from the sky
Kiss every freckle on your body
Set free all your favorite butterflies

I'm sitting at the bottom of the ocean
My lungs filled with air
You held me so tight, you put my pieces back together
And I don't fall apart when you're not there

You'd sing to me if I asked you to
I'd buy this book to read 'cause you mentioned it once
It's these little things that make you smile from the blue
Like how I write to you every month

I'd make you a picture, though we both know that I can't draw
But I'd try my best if it would make you smile, oh
I'd learn French pronunciation
So, I could read you your favorite poem if it meant
That I could see that look in your eyes