Tiny Love

It's not a sunrise over canyons shaped like hearts It isn't bursting into song in Central Park It's not the outline of your face drawn in the stars It's a 'Still-there-Monday-morning' kind of love There's no dramatic declarations in the rain It's not a love that finds its pleasure after pain I couldn't train a bunch of doves to spell your name It's a 'Don't know what they're missing' kind of love Our kind of love, it gets better every day Crazy colours in the grey, our love Tiny love, it's a tiny love My life was dull, I used to walk in a different way But now I'm dancin', dancin', dancin', dancin' Don't care who can see me dancin' Oh, tiny love Oh, tiny love Oh, tiny love This tiny love has spoken And bigger hearts get broken Oh, tiny love So small that you can't find us But the world revolves around us Oh, tiny love This kind of love, it can't be no other way One kind of love blows the other ones away Some times it's tough, others think we're acting strange But it's our kind of love, our kind of love Oh, tiny love Oh, tiny love My name is Michael Holbrook I was born in 1983 No, I'm not losing my mind It's just this thing that you do to me You get me high on a tiny love You get me high And if it all goes bad And our love sits like the sun I'd give up a hundred thousand loves For just this one You get me high on a tiny love You get me high on a tiny love It's not a sunrise over canyons shaped like hearts It isn't bursting into song in Central Park We may be tiny to the world, but in our hearts We'd be giants with our tiny, tiny love