It’s the little things he does
Like when we walk on the street
There’s a puddle
And he picks me up to carry me across

Or when my car is dirty
And we stop to get some gas
He gets out
And he washes all my windows

He saves me in the little things
little hugs
and little winks
bringing me flowers any old day
says he loves me and I know its true
all because the little things he’ll do

When I’ve had a rough day
It’s the little things he does
He listens
And he understands my problems

He saves me in the little things
little things
he does for free
giving a massage on a bad day
says he loves me and I know it’s true
all because the little things he’ll do

He tells me I am beautiful
Even when my makeup runs
He listens
And I cry on his shoulder

He saves me in the little things
Little things
He says to me
even on a bad hair day
Says he loves me and I know it’s true
All because the little things he’ll do
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