Lyrics Pockets In Her Dress - Matt Walden

It's the little things in life
Little things that make her smile
Like party gowns and baby cows
And pockets in her dress

I know it may seem
Seem so miniscule to some
But when she runs out yelling check this out
And her hands fall perfectly in them

Oh I sometimes forget
To fall in love with the little things
But she's got pockets in her dress
And it seems it's all she needs

Woah oh
Woah oh oh Woah oh
Woah oh oh Woah oh
Woah oh oh oh

Oh it's the little things in life
The AC working in her car
She's taking photos of the stars
Knowing home is where we are

Oh I sometimes forget
To fall in love with the little things
But she's got pockets in her dress
And it seems it's all she needs

Woah oh
Woah oh oh Woah oh
Woah oh oh Woah oh
Woah oh oh oh

Lost on her own escapade
Running from the law
But you know she'll evade

Tells me take a chance
Close my eyes drift away
It's not worth it to let the worst take the reigns

The only thing I want you
To take from what I say
It will sit on the front side of your brain

The little things will always be
The way to love

Woah oh
Woah oh oh Woah oh
Woah oh oh Woah oh
Woah oh oh oh

Woah oh
Woah oh oh Woah oh
Woah oh oh Woah oh
Woah oh oh oh