Sweet Nothings
When you stroke my face with your hands

When you whisper in my ear

When you hug me from behind

When you look at me

With that beautiful loving smile

Oh, those sweet nothings

Mean everything

When they're coming from you

Coming from you


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Sweet Nothings Lyrics

David Gray – Sweet Nothings Lyrics