The Little Things (Springsteen Bruce)

The way she kisses so tenderly The way she gives her love to me I been felt by the graces and angels up above The little things my baby does The little things my baby does The little things my baby does That make me love her The way she sighs when I hold her tight Good times and bad will be alright Faces on the street they push hard and they shove Disappear with the little things my baby does The little things my baby does The little things my baby does I know I love her The soft summer breeze fills her every sigh Her eyes are bluer than the summer sky I been felt by the graces and angels up above The little things my baby does The little things my baby does The little things my baby does That make me love her And when the night closes in I'm drifting and I can't find a friend On the wings of the angels I'm saved by her love The little things my baby does The little things my baby does The little things my baby does That make me love her The little things my baby does The little things my baby does The little things my baby does The little things my baby does [Fades Out]