Big loves are the ones who let you down

But the little ones, never fill you up

Where will what we’re doing measure up?

What are we made of, big or little love?
What are we made of, big or little love?

Caught in our wonder we stay one
while we figure out the state of our hearts
big or little will this last?
Held by our foolish wants along

with our feverish hearts
A drift for a while then we reign in
and find whether we’ve got big love

Real loves as oftencome

as a breeze on a steamy night, or holy sight

False starts pile up and build a wall
What are we made of, big or little love?

Caught in our wonder we stay one while
we figure out the state of our hearts
big or little will this last?
Held by our foolish wants along with our feverish hearts
A drift for a while then we reign in and find whether
we’ve got big love, we’ve got big love