Lyrics:

It's not a big thing. it's almost small.
A passing conversation that's all.
But there it is, a revelation,
Here it comes, the irritation,
And off they go against our will.
Can't stop those little boulders rolling down the hill.
Somehow or other we're always bound,
To touch the issues we try to skirt around.
We apologize and we explain.
We even try to kiss away the pain,
But all the same we feel it still.
Can't stop those little boulders rolling down the hill.
Well it's passionate in its own way.
Sometime we keep a lid on it for days,
But in the sadness of a night we start to say the things we'd put on ice,
And there they go again against our will
Can't stop those little boulders rolling down the hill.