little things that mean so much,
A casual glance or a gentle touch,
the smell of her perfume,
just the way she lights up the room

the butterfly's in your stomach,
when she walks by,
the flairing of your nostrils
and you know why
the longing and the waiting,
for that tender touch,
the little things in life that mean so much

now she talking to me,
playing with her hair,
she leaning in and listening to what I say,
my heart is pounding and I know why
getting lost within the look in her eyes

could it be she likes me,
could it be for real,
just wishing we were closer,
my heart is signed and sealed,
don't want to believe,but it seems so right,
must we be lonely again tonight,
soul is crying for her touch,
the little things in life mean so much