Coming Home to You

All these little tiny thoughts I think All my little hopes that sink When things are getting me down I swear sometimes it takes all my strength To hold up my heavy head And carry myself around But you have a way Of making my day And that's why I love coming home to you All those little tiny things you do All the things that make you you They beautify my world Little jokes, sweet notes on the countertop Little presents from the flowershop Yes I'm a lucky girl You have a way Of making my day And that's why I love coming home to you Ooh ooh ooh You have a way Of making my day And that's why I love coming home to you