Roxette

It's not the chapters he reads when you're feeling low down.
It's not the touch of his skin when you kiss him goodnight.
It's not the money he spends when you want to buy a daydream and not that
miracle smile that makes the sky bright.
It's not the way his hands behave when you've turn out the
light.
It's the small small small talk that makes it all happen.
Small small small talk that makes you want to fly, yes it does
It's not he way he believes in you like a religion.
It's not the thrill you get when he's holding you tight.
It's not the way his eyes persuade you to stay the night
It's the small small small talk that makes it all happen (just like that). Small small small talk that makes you feel like flying, yes it does Information, heart and soul, a whisper, a word.
Confessions that have to be heard
Small small talk, small small talk.
Come on now, come on now, come on, you make it rock so heavenly.
Come on now, come on now, come on, you seem to talk so heavenly
Big words...
Small talk...