(Steven Dale Jones/Michael Dulaney)



Love can't be measured with diamonds and gold

Before you spend your money I oughta let you know

If you wanna get to me, try the little things

Don't need that mansion on top of the hill

Too many rooms with nothing to fill

You can't furnish me, with the little things



Rub my back, make me laugh

Hold me while I dream

All it takes, to make my day

Is to tell me that you love me, little things



It doesn't matter what mood I'm in

I always melt when you begin whispering

All those little things



Rub my back, make me laugh

Hold me while I dream

All it takes, to make my day

Is to tell me that you love me, little things



Rainy walks, a midnight talk

Dance me on your feet

Hold me close, don't let go

All I'll ever need

Is a single rose, a kiss hello

That smile upon your face

The tender way, you say my name

Takes my breath away

Little things

Little things

hmmm Little things