One day I was on my own, just floating through the motions
Seventeen and wandering, a kid without a plan
Somehow your were there to help me find the right direction
What you saw in me I know I'll never understand

But you said you loved the little things
No one else could see
Fit my broken edges like a puzzle piece

One day we were married in the yard that you grew up in
Your grandpa's story held a hundred people misty eyed
Every day they changes come on just a little faster
It's easy to forget how hard it was to get it right

Working through the little things
No one else could see
Searching for the notes to write our melody

One day in the hospital when everything upended
A baby girl with eyes like summer twilight in my arms
A couple years of chaos and a sister came to join her
With fire in her spirit and stained glass in her heart

I find you in those little things
No one else can see
Patterns in the branches of our history

One day one of us will wake up in this bed half empty,
and have to keep on living out beyond the life we made
I couldn't say which side of that divide I'd rather wait on
But if I go before you, know I loved you all my days

I’ll find you in the little things
No one else can see
Holding to the corners of your memory

One day when the atoms that were me have decomposed
and the ones that made up you are out there drifting through the sky
I like to think we’ll meet again out there among the stardust,
two pieces in a molecule, together like old times.