It's Always the Little Things

Who knows what goes on in peoples heads? How many times must I say I yearn for you night and day And when I ascertain, I realize I've failed again And when I think I've made it plain I lose the words I can't explain And when you hesitate realize I'm prone to fate And when I think I've made it plain You go and tell me it's all been a game It's always little things It's always little things It's always little things It's always the little things And when I give you myself, an open book left on the shelf It's not a game that I've played I'm scared you know I'm afraid And when the days go tumbling by, so many tears have I cried All the tears have pooled at your feet Your smiling eyes are ready to greet And when you hesitate, realize I'm prone to fate And when I think I've made it plain You go and tell me it's all been in vain It's always little things It's always little things It's always little things It's always the little things Who knows what goes on in peoples heads? How many times must I say I yearn for you night and day Who knows what goes on in peoples heads? Who knows what goes on in peoples heads? Who knows what goes on in peoples heads? Who knows what goes on in peoples heads?