Little Nothings-bass

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© Malgosia

(C) Malgosia
Little nothings like tiny seeds of grain
Pigeons behind my window are feeding on them
Flying up returning looking for another chance
There is less to eating more to hope and dance

Like pigeons from my window i'm learning to feed with small
Flying up to the sky with tiny loving thoughts
Enjoying the sun and rain and everything in between
There is less to eating more to hope and living

And birds they fly so high and free to the sky
To open space close to the sun Where you can never be sad
From above all the troubles are small like dust
Little nothings feathers do that
And the only big thing is your joy
That lasts

Like a pigeon from my window i'm learning to feed with small
Little nothings someone smiles little grains of joy
I hope some day to fly above to reach the place and time
Where both of us will be together as one

One day i'll fly so high and free to the sky
To open space close to the sun Where you can never be sad
From above all the troubles are small like dust
Little nothings feathers do that
And the only big thing is your joy
That lasts