Little Bit Sweet - The Wood Brothers

Every time I go back home

Brush the leaves off the stone

From the grave I look up the hill

Same old trees stand there still

And it’s a little bit sweet

It’s a little bit bitter

In my old bed I fall asleep

And the spirits visit me

I wake up and I’m all alone

Stuck inside my skin and bone

It’s a little bit sweet

It’s a little bit bitter

Bittersweet

That’s the way

Love is made to be

As I hold my little boy’s hand

Feel him growin' up so fast

And my father holds on to mine

Feel him shakin' hands with time

And it’s a little bit sweet

It’s a little bit bitter

Bittersweet

That’s the way

Love is made

Bittersweet

That’s the way

Love is made to be

I look my lover straight in the eye

Stops the clock she looks in mine

Precious moment I’m holdin' on

Then she blinks

And the moment’s gone

Then she blinks

The moment’s gone

Bittersweet

That’s the way

Love is made

Bittersweet

That’s the way

Love is made

Bittersweet

That’s the way

Love is made to be