

(hummmmm) I saw a flower growing
between the cracks of stone
a little piece of color
in a world of grey and chrome
I watched a stranger
smiling
to someone on the train
a tiny little moment
that disappeared again
We keep running faster
trying to find something new
but maybe what we needed
was already in the view
Small things, big world a million stories everywhere a drop of rain
a child's laugh
a little bit of wonder in the air Small things,
big world
we don't have to go so far sometimes the smallest moments
show us who we are
The coffee on the table
the sunlight on the floor
the song from someone's window
I've never heard before
Maybe life is not waiting
for a perfect day
maybe it's learning to see the one we have
Small things, big world
open your eyes again (yeah,
open your eyes)
(hummmmm) (small things)