Little Things

Do you remember that flower I gave you
When we were barely nine
It’s a little yellow daisy with a broken stem
Lookin' so sad and tired
What about that first kiss behind that old bar
Hoping that we’d never be found
Couldn’t chase those butterflies from our bellies back then
You gave me the same feelings now
Little things are the treasures kept inside
In our hearts forever satisfied
The sweetest memories that are never out of touch
Oh, it’s the little things that mean so much
You said you love me by the river one day
But we were only sixteen
We carved our names in the shape of our hearts
Right there in the trunk of a tree
Now you’re lying beside me by the fire’s warm glow
And there’s tears of joy in our eyes
There’s a sweet sound of laughter from an angel’s first smile
And our loving arms are holding our child
Little things are the treasures kept inside
In our hearts forever satisfied
The sweetest memories that are never out of touch
Oh, it’s the little things that mean so much
The sweetest memories that are never out of touch
Oh, it’s the little things that mean so much