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It's not a suCnrise over caDmnyons shaped like hAmearts
It isn't burFsting into sCong in Central Gsus4Park G
It's nCot the outline of your Am7faceB drawn in the sAmtars
It's a "stFill-there-MoGnday-morning" kind of lCove
There's no draCmatic declDmarations in the raAm7in
It's not a lFove that finds its pleaCsure after Gsus4pain G
I couldn't trCain a bunch of dAm7ovesB to spell your nAmame
It's a "dFon't-know-what-the-meGssin'" kind of lCove
OCur kind of love, it gets bGmetter every day
GmCraAzy cBbolors in the gFrey, our love
TCiny love, it's a Gsus4tiny loGve
CMy life was dull
I used to wGmalk in a different way
But now I'm daBbncin', danCcin', dancin', dancin'
Don't care who can see me dancin'
GOh, tFiny loCve
GOh, tFiny lCove
GOh, tFiny lCove
COhhAm7hhhhBhhAmhhhhE7hhh
AE7AaawAmwwwwwC/BwwwwwCwwwFwwwwGwwwwwww
TChis tiny Am7loveB has spoken
AmAnd bigger heaE7rts get broken
(OFhhhhhhAmhhh) TDminy lGove
CSo small that Am7you Bcan't find us
AmThe world revoE7lves around us
(OFhhhhhAmhhhhh) TDminy lGove
TChis kind of Am7loveB, it can't Ambe no other wAay
DmOne kind of DmlovCe blows the DmothBer ones aGway
SCome times it's tC/Bough, others tAmhink we're acting stArange
But it's oDmur kind of DmlovCe, DmourB kind of lGove
GOh, tiFny loCve
GOh, tiFny loCve
GMy name is Gsus4MichaeGl Holbrook
I was bForn in 1C983
GNo, I'm not Gsus4losingG my mind
It's just this thFing that you do to meC
You get me hAm7iiiigggGggh on a tCiny love
You get me hAm7iiiiiiiGigh
AGnd if it Gsus4all goGes bad
And our lFove sits like the sCun
IG'd give up a Gsus4hundreGd thousand loFves
For just this oCne
You get me hAm7iiiigggGggh on a tCiny love
You get me hAm7iiiigggGggh on a tCiny love
It's not a suCnrise over caDmnyons shaped like hAmearts
It isn't burFsting into sCong in Central Gsus4Park G
We may be tCiny to the Am7worlBd, but in our hAmearts
We'd be gFiants with our tGiny, tiny lCove
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