Little Moments

(Chris DuBois/Brad Paisley)



Well, I'll never forget the first time that I heard

That pretty mouth say that dirty word

And I can't even remember now

What she backed my truck into

But she covered her mouth and her face got red

And she just looked so darn cute

That I couldn't even act like I was mad.

Yeah, I live for little moments like that.



That's like just last year on my birthday

She lost all track of time and burnt the cake

And every smoke detector in the house was going off

And she was just about to cry until I took her in my arms

And I tried not to let her see me laugh.

Yeah, I live for little moments like that.



I know she's not perfect

But she tries so hard for me

And I thank God that she isn't

'Cause how boring would that be

It's the little imperfections

It's the sudden change of plans

When she misreads the directions

And we're lost but holding hands.

Yeah, I live for little moments like that.



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When she's laying on my shoulder

On the sofa in the dark

And about the time she falls asleep

So does my right arm

And I want so bad to move it

'Cause it's tingling and it's numb

She looks so much like an angel

That I don't want to wake her up.

Yeah, I live for little moments.



When she steals my heart again

And doesn't even know it.

Yeah, I live for little moments like that...