Flying Circus Little Things
Over the hills and over the state line Over the trees but only at stop signs Over the edge and over the lines Stop for a moment, fumble for car keys Some people spend their whole lives looking For things that they don't want Things that they don't need But give me a chance hey, I'm gonna make it Gotta '58 Cadillac just waiting to take me down That long road to your door And I'm OK, yeah I'm alright There's a man on the radio playing our song tonight These little things, they don't bother me anymore Over the moon and into the sky Over to you and into the silence Over the edge and over the lines (I'm always slipping) Stop for a moment, why can't you see me? Some people spend their whole lives listening Some people spend their whole lives screaming.... But give me a chance hey, I'm gonna make it Gotta '58 Cadillac just waiting to take me down That long road to your door And I'm OK, yeah I'm alright There's a man on the radio playing our song tonight These little things, they don't bother me anymore
