Post-Modern Connection - Little Things Lyrics

Here we lay
Down on the face
Of our mistakes
It always seems
Like we are out of place
No warm embrace
Fell quiet like the leaves
In October
As we get older
Cold as the arms
Of affection unfolds
And we wait for

The blue
Oh it never changes
The blue
Oh it brings me down

We're burning babe
But still I'll hold you close
Till we're all smoke
No scenery
No sweet sun or violet rays
Fell into the hour
That we forget our names
A warm embrace
Cold as the arms
Of affection unfolds
And we wait for

The blue
Oh it never changes
The Blue
Oh it brings me down

Do you like the cold
Does it numb your pain
Are we introspective
Is it only selfish
Do you even care
Do I even care
Was it worth the wait
Was it worth its wait

Oh it's the little things
That always get me down
Oh it's the little things
That always gets me down
Oh it's the little things
That always gets me down