Little Things

**************************************************************************** INTRO Do you remember that flower I gave you, When we were nearly nine? Was a little yellow daisy, with a broken stem, Looking so sad and tired. What about that first kiss, behind that old barn? Hoping that we'd never be found. Couldn't chase those butterflies from our bellies back then, You give me the same feelings now. Little things are the treasures kept inside, In our hearts, forever satisfy The sweetest memories that are never out of touch. Oh, its the little things that mean so much. You said you loved me by the river one day, When 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. Its a sweet sound of laughter from an angel's first smile, And her loving arms are holding our child. Little things are the treasures kept inside, In our hearts, forever satisfy The sweetest memories that are never out of touch. Oh, its the little things that mean so much. The sweetest memories that are never out of touch. Oh, its the little things that mean so much. = x02220 = x02230 = 200232 = 022000