Little things you do for me
Nobody else make me feel good
Little things you say to me
Making me smile when no one else could
That's why I like to say thanks to you
And hear your mad stories I know they are not true
I like that we share a secret or two together

Little things you say to me
And nobody else make me feel good
Little things you say to me
Make me laugh out loud not when I should 
That's why I like to hang out with you
And never guess the next mad thing you do 
And I like that we make a mistake or two together

And you send me hundreds of letters 
And postcards where ever you go
And you lend me books that you love 
And god knows how much that shows 

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Mikey McCleary