I know shes not perfect
But she tries so hard for me
And I thank God that she isnt
Cause how boring would that be
Its the little imperfections
Its the sudden change of plans
When she misreads the directions
And were lost but holding hands
Yea I live for little moments like that
When shes laying on my shoulder
On the sofa in the dark
And about the time she falls asleep
So does my right arm
And I want so bad to move it
Because its tingling and its numb
She looks so much like an angel
That I dont want to wake her up
Yea I live for little moments
When she steals my heart again
And doesnt even know it
Yea I live for little moments like that