Little Things (ABBA)

Little things like my gentle touch
It's amazing, darling, that so little can achieve so much
Little things like your sleepy smile
As a brand-new day is dawning, it's a lovely Christmas morning
And why don't we stay in bed for a while?
Soon enough, they'll be waking up from their dreams
Children bursting with giggles and screams
 
Oh, what joy Santa brings
Thanks, old friend, for packing
Christmas stockings full of nice a little things
 

Little things like your naughty eyes
You'd consider bringing me a breakfast tray, but there's a price
Little things like that happy noise
As a brand-new day is dawning on this lovely Christmas morning
It's our children playing with their new toys
Little moments of happiness and of bliss
Does it ever get better than this?   
 
Oh, what joy Santa brings
Thanks, old friend, for packing
Christmas stockings full of nice a little things
Thank you, dear old friend, for packing
Christmas stockings full of nice a little things
 
Little things
Like the precious jewels on rings
Or a music box that will fit in socks
Tiny elves with wings
Not as big as queens and their kings
If you sing along, it could be a song that my grandma sings

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