Small Things

Keep me company in my dreaming

Call me up, tell me what you're thinking

I get the minutes and you keep the hours

But from the backroads, tell me, how are you doing?

I know sometimes, I drink you in sometimes

I drink you in like blue jars of rain

I keep a small light on, just to see your face

And in your quiet commitments, I tell you that

You walk the same roads as me

But in the small light, with the small gods

Around the corner from here, I love you, my dear

I want everything for you and it's enough for me

Just to look at you when you are looking back at me

I got a postcard from a roadside stand

Roses were stacked on a crate, one by one

And I can't remember what I used to be before now

Well, I know sometimes, but I forget sometimes

But in the small light, with the small gods

Around the corner from here, I love you, my dear

I want everything for you and it's enough for me

Just to look at you when you are looking back...

I rock the cradle by a wishing well

I pray for small things, for some small grace

I got my telescope from the back seat

I watched Jupiter and Europa meet

And at the angle, he kissed her

In the small space between her fingers

And in the small light, it was forever

And he was beautiful like you are beautiful

And in the small light, the grace of small gods

And if ever you hear, I love you, my dear

I want everything for you and it's enough for me

Just to look at you when you are looking back ... at me