Toutes Ces Choses
Céline Dion
All These Things
It's the wind that lifts
A strand of hair
It's a day breaking
A smile in the corner of the eye
A greeting to passersby
That we won't see again
The run of a child
Crossing the street
A bit of wood burning
A few words of a song
The clock we set back
When autumn returns
It's the brightness of a rose
In the middle of the garden
Life is all these things
Made of little nothings
The departure of a friend
The seasons that come back
It's a voice in the night
Whispering I love you
It's the hand we place
In the palm of another hand
Life is all these things
Made of little nothings
It's a heart drawn
With a finger on the window
It's a dream shattered
Another one that will be born
It's telling you every year
Happy Birthday
It's an oak tree in front
Of the grandfather's house
It's the taste of good wine
Standing in the kitchen
The morning light
The children drawing
It's the time that slips away
It's love that fades
It's the sound of rain
On the tin roof
The road we follow
The doubt we carry
It's a voice in the night
Whispering I love you
The smiles we throw
The tears we hold back
Life is all these things
Made of little nothings
It's your voice in the night
Whispering I love you
Life is something
Anyway
