Little Things Mean a Lot

Blow me a kiss across the room
Say I look nice when I’m not
Touch my hair as you pass my chair
Little things mean a lot
Give me your arm as we cross the street
Call me at six on the dot
A line a day when you’re far away
Little things mean a lot
Don’t have to buy me diamonds or pearls
Champagne, sables or such
I never cared much for diamonds and pearls
'Cause honestly, honey, they just cost money
Give me your hand when I’ve lost my way
Give me your shoulder to cry on Whether the day is bright or gray
Give me your heart to rely on Send me the warmth of a secret smile
To show me you haven’t forgot
For always and ever, now and forever
Little things mean a lot
Give me your hand when I’ve lost my way
Give me your shoulder to cry on Whether the day is bright or gray
Give me your heart to rely on