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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.













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.













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Words and music by:
Edith Lindeman and Carl Stutz
Recorded by:
Kitty Kallen 1954
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