Little Mistakes from Lyon by Svea Lyon

That was fun, your lips on my hips, did you feel the invisible sun? Let's do it again soon, so nervous I bit off my hangnail, oh it was a sliver of a moon.

And it's the little mistakes, the tremor of an earthquake, and driving home I shake.

Now it's done, after the hurricane, do you run? Yeah, you said, you had no feelings, but for some reason, I think there's something you're revealing.

And it's the little mistakes, the tremor of an earthquake, and driving home I shake.

Am I addicted? To being wanted, to being unrestricted. Hey, the feeling's mutual. What I did last night so unusual.

I said I forget something and I gave you a kiss. Then I ran to my truck, and I felt pure bliss.

And it's the little mistakes, the tremor of an earthquake, and driving home I shake.

Yeah the little mistakes, the tremor of an earthquake, driving home, yeah driving home, I shake, oh I shake, cause' it's the little, the little mistakes.

• Pop
• female singersongwriter
• female vocals
• singer songwriter
• singer-songwriter
• Albuquerque