Keisha Chante - Little Things

Catching a flight from LA its been three weeks Ive seen your face
Touching down at a quarter past 3. Lucky you you must be home asleep
I wait for my bags - theyre taking so long. Bout to call a cab to take me home
Thats I feel a touch from behind. Turn around youre right before my eyes.

Standing there - I cant believe you came
Its 3 oclock in the morning and its pouring rain
Theres something about the kinda love that you bring
Cant put my finger on it - guess it must be...

All these things
The little things that you do
They make my heart beat for you
All these things
The little things mean so much
You remind me each time we touch
Of all the little things
I sleep through the morning and wake up at two just cant wait to spend the day with you
I head downstairs and the first thing I see is a note there waiting saying

"theres a concert tonight I thought youd want to go
I hear dat Alicias got a real good show"
Sometimes it seems you think of everything
You never cease to amaze. You know Im loving

All these things
The little things that you do
They make my heart beat for you
All these things
The little things mean so much
You remind me each time we touch
Of all the little things