It's not a sunrise over candy-chip-like hearts It isn't bursting in song in Central Park It's not the outline of a face drawn in the stars It's a still-there-Monday-morning kind of love There's no dramatic declarations in the rain It's not a love that finds its pleasure after pain I couldn't train a bunch of doves to spell your name It's a don't-know-what-they're-missing kind of love A kind of love, it gets better every day Crazy carters in the graveyard A tiny love, it's a tiny love My life was dull, I used to walk in a different way But now I'm dancing, dancing, dancing, dancing Don't care who can see me dancing Oh, tiny love Oh, tiny love Oh, tiny love This tiny love is spoken Bigger hearts get broken Oh, tiny love So small that you can't find us But the world, it revolves around us Oh, tiny love This kind of love, there can be no other way One kind of love blows the other ones away Sometimes it's tough And there's the incorrect and strange plays A kind of love, oh, a kind of love Oh, tiny love Oh, tiny love Oh, tiny love My name is Michael I was born in 1983 No, I'm not losing my mind It's just this thing that you do to me You get me high Oh, tiny love You get me high And if it all goes bad Our love sinks like the sand I'd give up a hundred thousand loves For just this one You get me high I'm tiny love You get me high I'm a tiny love See the sunrise over Canada It's shaped like a kite It is bursting in song In Central Park We may be tiny to the world But in our hearts We'd be giants With our tiny, tiny love Thank you.