I Love the little things,
cuz when you grow up they are what you miss the most.
I Love the long car rides,
Because it's the journey what matters most.
I Love the cold air nippjng at my nose,
Cuz I know I got a place that's warm at home.
I loved the smell of bonfires,
I never thought that they would end.
I Love those bugg eyes,
They where always happy to see me even when I was gin for a minute.
But what I Love shouldn't be compacted in a few lines. what I Love will be endless.