Small Talk - 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…