Sometimes the little things
Come tumbling down
And one precious moment
Bring a smile to a frown

Funny how the sun still rises
And the moon’s always round
And some of my favourite things
Are tears of a clown

To find what tomorrow brings
You must wade through the night
So the darkest of places
Has room for a light

Funny how the sun still rises
And the moon’s always round
Break all the pieces of your world
To find new ground

Pass the horizon
To find a new day
Sometimes the little things
Are better , are better that way

Funny how the sun still rises
And the moon’s always round
And some of my favourite things
Lie in tears of a clown

Pass the horizon
To find a new day
Sometimes the little things
Are better that way