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