Little Red Ants
Style: Synth ballad

[Verse 1]
Someone spilled the plastic ants
across the napkin, folded neat
you laughed until you couldn't stand
and pulled me halfway off my seat

[Pre-chorus]
It wasn't much, that little mess
just a table and a joke
but I felt something settle here

[Chorus]
Daniela, that's the whole thing right there
you turning nothing into gold
not some fella in a story
just this warmth that never gets old

[Verse 2]
You keep the small stuff close to you
the napkin folded wrong on purpose
you notice what most people don't
and somehow that's what makes me nervous

[Chorus]
Daniela, that's the whole thing right there
you turning nothing into gold
not some fella in a story
just this warmth that never gets old

[Bridge]
I don't need Marbella, don't need the view
just this table, just this you
the ordinary made worth staying for

[Chorus]
Daniela, that's the whole thing right there
you turning nothing into gold
not some fella in a story
just this warmth that never gets old

[Outro]
Still those ants across the napkin
still you, laughing, still enough

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