My Dear,
Nik Mohd Fazli Hasifie...
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;
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 the way;
Give me your shoulder to cry on.
Give me your shoulder to cry on.
Whether the day is bright or gray,
Give me your heart to rely on.
Give me the warmth of a secret smile,
To show me you haven't forgot;
For now and forever, for always and ever,
Little things mean a lot.
Little things mean a lot.
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