From the recording Blind Spot
Mike Green: vocals, acoustic guitar
Bill Edwards: programmed drums and bass
Lyrics
A little of this, a little of that, it all adds up to everything
A little of this, a little of that, it all adds up to everything
Morning’s just begun and you’re already way behind
The kids all ate, but didn’t wash their plates
You’ll probably have to change that shirt before you leave the house and then
You’re late
A little of this, a little of that, it all adds up to everything
A little of this, a little of that, it all adds up to everything
Middle of your day at work and finally in the groove
Your phone is quiet, you stuck to your diet
You hate the thought of all of that uproar in the house
You just can’t abide it, you love your quiet
A little of this, a little of that, it all adds up to everything
A little of this, a little of that, it all adds up to everything
From a pebble at the bottom of the sea
To a star in a distant galaxy
Your world small or large, depends how near or far you want to see
Before you sleep, you get to count the blessings of your day
Start with one or two, easy as tying that shoe
On to every single thing and every person that you loved but hardly knew
Including you
A little of this, a little of that, it all adds up to everything
A little of this, a little of that
It all adds up to more than you count, it all adds up to everything