Vince Gill Little Things song lyrics

Me and you and the Sunday paper, spread all over the bed

A rose colored morning light, all to ourselves

Hot coffee and the comic strips

Pillow talk and your fingertips

Laying down, and loving 'til, there's nothing left

I'll take the little things

The simple pleasures that your sweet love brings

I'll take the little things, with you

Open the windows, leave that old fan on

Lay here with me 'til the sun is gone

Don't say nothin', just let the time pass right on by

I want to hear you breathe, I want to brush your hair

I don't care if we go anywhere

We've got everything we need, right here in this room

I'll take the little things

The simple pleasures that your sweet love brings

I'll take the little things, with you

I'll take the little things

The simple pleasures that your sweet love brings

I'll take the little things, with you

Me and you and the Sunday paper

Spread all over the bed