Little Things Mean a Lot
Blow me a kiss from across the roomSay I look nice when I'm notTouch my hair as you pass my chairLittle things mean a lot
Give me your arm as we cross the streetCall me at six on the dotA line a day when you're far awayLittle things mean a lot
Don't have to buy me diamonds and pearlsChampagne, sables or suchI never cared much for diamonds and pearls'cause honestly, honey, they just cost money
Give me your hand when I've lost the wayGive me a shoulder to cry onWhether the day is bright or grayGive me your heart to rely on
Send me the warmth of a secret smileTo show me you haven't forgotFor always and ever, now and foreverLittle things mean a lot