One Direction song written par Ed.
Your hand fits in mine like it's made just for me
but ours this mind it was meant to be
and i'm joining up the dots with the freckles on your cheeks
and it all makes sense to me
i know you've never loved the crinkles par your eyes when toi smile,
you've never loved your stomach ou your thighs
the dimples in your back at the bottom of your spine
But i'll l’amour them endlessly
I won't let this little things slip out of my mouth
But if i do, it's you, oh it's you, they add up to
i'm in l’amour with toi and all these little things
toi can't go to lit without a cup of tea
maybe that's the reason that toi talk in your sleep
and all those conversations are the secrets that i keep
though it makes no sense to me
i know you've never loved the sound of your voice on tape
toi never want to know how much toi weigh
toi still have to squeeze into your jeans
but you're perfect to me
i won't let this little things slips out of my mouth
But if it's true, it's you, it's you, they add up to
I'm in l’amour with toi and all these little things
toi never l’amour yourself half as much as i l’amour toi
you'll never treat yourself right darling but i want toi to
if i let toi know, i'm here for you
maybe you'll l’amour yourself like i l’amour toi oh
i've just let these little things slips out of my mouth
because it's you, oh it's you, it's toi they add up to
and i'm in l’amour with toi (all these little things)
I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth
but if it's true, it's you, it's toi they add up to
I'm in l’amour with you, and all your little things.
Your hand fits in mine like it's made just for me
but ours this mind it was meant to be
and i'm joining up the dots with the freckles on your cheeks
and it all makes sense to me
i know you've never loved the crinkles par your eyes when toi smile,
you've never loved your stomach ou your thighs
the dimples in your back at the bottom of your spine
But i'll l’amour them endlessly
I won't let this little things slip out of my mouth
But if i do, it's you, oh it's you, they add up to
i'm in l’amour with toi and all these little things
toi can't go to lit without a cup of tea
maybe that's the reason that toi talk in your sleep
and all those conversations are the secrets that i keep
though it makes no sense to me
i know you've never loved the sound of your voice on tape
toi never want to know how much toi weigh
toi still have to squeeze into your jeans
but you're perfect to me
i won't let this little things slips out of my mouth
But if it's true, it's you, it's you, they add up to
I'm in l’amour with toi and all these little things
toi never l’amour yourself half as much as i l’amour toi
you'll never treat yourself right darling but i want toi to
if i let toi know, i'm here for you
maybe you'll l’amour yourself like i l’amour toi oh
i've just let these little things slips out of my mouth
because it's you, oh it's you, it's toi they add up to
and i'm in l’amour with toi (all these little things)
I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth
but if it's true, it's you, it's toi they add up to
I'm in l’amour with you, and all your little things.
Of all the money that e'er I had, I spent it in good company
And of all the harm that e'er I've done, alas it was to none but me
And all I've done for want of wit, to memory now I can't recall
So fill to me the parting glass. Goodnight and joy be with toi all
Of all the comrades that e'er I had, they're sorry for my going away
And all the sweethearts that e'er I had
They would wish me one plus jour to stay
But since it falls unto my lot that I should rise and toi should not
I'll gently rise and I'll softly call, "Goodnight and joy be with toi all!"
A man may drink and not be drunk, a man may fight and not be slain
A man may court a pretty girl and perhaps be welcomed back again
But since it has so ordered been par a time to rise and a time to fall
Come fill to me the parting glass, good night and joy be with toi all
Good night and joy be with toi all
And of all the harm that e'er I've done, alas it was to none but me
And all I've done for want of wit, to memory now I can't recall
So fill to me the parting glass. Goodnight and joy be with toi all
Of all the comrades that e'er I had, they're sorry for my going away
And all the sweethearts that e'er I had
They would wish me one plus jour to stay
But since it falls unto my lot that I should rise and toi should not
I'll gently rise and I'll softly call, "Goodnight and joy be with toi all!"
A man may drink and not be drunk, a man may fight and not be slain
A man may court a pretty girl and perhaps be welcomed back again
But since it has so ordered been par a time to rise and a time to fall
Come fill to me the parting glass, good night and joy be with toi all
Good night and joy be with toi all