Текст: Amy Kuney. Simple Things.

Verse 1:
Simple things
We take pleasure in the simple things
We take pride in little victories
And we wear our simple crowns
Oh, tugs of war, we battle ships and thunderstorms
And naked is our uniform
It?s our simple hand-me-down

Chorus:
It?s a beautiful morning
Beautiful morning
Dressed up in summer and tied with a bow
Let?s be courageous and face tiny dangers
Let?s climb those fences
With signs that say ?don?t?
Beautiful man I?m a beautiful woman
Find simple pleasures wherever we go
It?s the simple things

That make us feel at home

Verse 2:
For a simple view
We?ll sleep up on your daddy?s roof
'Cause our sleeping bags are waterproof
And they leave static in our hair
For poor Heaven?s sake
The sky is tired of being scraped
(And) pigeons crowd the fire escapes
There is traffic in the air

Bridge:
We get high on simple things and
We take flight on dips and swings
We fly?