Love can't be measured with diamonds and gold
Before you spend your money, I ought to let you know
If you want to get to me, try the little things
Don't need a mansion on top of a hill
Too many rooms with nothing to fill
You can furnish me with the little things
Rub my back, make me laugh
Hold me while I dream
All it takes to make my day
Is to tell me you love me - little things
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