Bug in your hair

Balling up my hands All alone again I sit right down I think I laugh I cry And I'm calling out again Yeah I'm calling out again Not quite sure But I think I might know why Well when every little thing's Like a bug in your hair Yeah and every little thing Gonna take you somewhere Looking at my hands Looking through these gloves again In matters of heart I think I'll take my time And I'm calling you my friend Yeah I'm calling you my friend Not quite sure I think I wonder why Well when every little thing's Like a bug in your hair Oh and every little thing's Gonna take you somewhere Oh when every little thing's Just a bug in your hair You know every little thing's Gonna take you some where