| Woke up tired, rainy morning
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| Feeling awful today
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| Looking out the window like some loser
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| Saw my future fall away
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| Saw a girl by a bus stop
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| Had a thought, taking work off
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| Take a walk, get a little lost
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| Might’ve been a year since I looked up
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| Chasing my tail recently
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| I don’t need big things
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| All them chic things
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| There’s gold in the little things
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| Real gold in the little things
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| All the best things
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| Come from less things
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| Still worth remembering
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| That’s gold in the little things
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| So keep it quiet
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| Don’t deny it
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| Trust me, try it
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| Won’t feel good throwing money down
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| You don’t need big things
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| Or them chic things
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| There’s joy in the little things
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| Been a whil getting over
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| Grief in my had
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| Way deep in debtor’s well
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| Spent just a little more than
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| What I’m making
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| Dug in deeper than hell, mmm
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| But when I woke, it was summertime
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| I got a card, got a valentine
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| Got a little love in my life
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| Don’t look at other people
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| My cathedral
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| Is a place where I fell
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| So I don’t need big things
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| All them chic things
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| There’s gold in the little things
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| Real gold in the little things
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| All the best things
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| Come from less things
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| Still worth remembering
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| That’s gold in the little things
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| So keep it quiet
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| Don’t deny it
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| Trust me, try it
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| Won’t feel good throwing money down
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| You don’t need big things
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| Or them chic things
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| Like a Sunday in bed
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| All the windows open
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| The curtains are blowing
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| Anyone would feel in heaven here
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| I don’t need big things
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| All them chic things
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| There’s gold in the little things
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| Real gold in the little things
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| All the best things
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| Come from less things
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| Still worth remembering
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| That’s gold in the little things
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| So keep it quiet
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| Don’t deny it
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| Trust me, try it
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| Won’t feel good throwing money down
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| You don’t need big things
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| Or them chic things
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| Joy in the little things |