Lyrics The Little Things - George Strait

Watching this sunset, yeah man, it hit me
I'm alive, but I ain't really been livin'
Maybe flying through this life so fast, I'm missing
The little things

Those moments when you swear you feel the clock stop
And the answer seems as simple as a raindrop
'Cause you realize that we're here on this big rock
For the little things

Like an old Merle Haggard song
Mama on the phone
Midnight on the back porch
A slow kiss on a dance floor
A tiny diamond in your pocket
A baby that needs rocking back to sleep
If you're asking me
It's the little things

The secret to life, hey, we all wanna find it
But the more I look, the more that I'm reminded
What we want is always right there, hiding
In all the little things

Homemade ice cream in a bowl
A jacket when it's cold
Fifth gear on a fast car
New strings on a guitar
A tiny diamond in your pocket
A baby that needs rocking back to sleep
If you're asking me
Yeah, it's the little things

Take everything and drop it
For a baby that needs rocking back to sleep
I guess all I really want to say
Don't let the big get in the way
Of the little things, mmm
Oh, little things