It's the Little Things

People like to say they like the big shows Dinners and huge gifts That's not me For me it's you blowing on my face While I'm drunk breathing hard Cause you know that helps slow it down So you'll stay up to watch my breathing For me it's the drive through Large fries and shared drink Cause you know I don't eat much So you'll buy a large for us both For me it's you gently calling me to bed When I'm stubborn and half asleep Cause you know I love cuddles So you'll tempt me to lay down For me it's you brushing my hair from my face When my hands are full Cause you can tell it bothers me So you'll tell me you're moving my hair For me it's grabbing my inhaler When I'm about to pass out Cause you know how bad my allergies are So you full name me and hand me it People remember the big shows of love But that's not me As long as you blow on my face when I'm drunk Take me through the drive through at night Wrap your arms around me when I'm tired Move my hair from my face Make me use my inhaler I'll know you love me Even if you're not mine to have