| Sitting underneath the stars
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| Holding onto to your hand
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| Wishing on the miracle
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| And waiting on the sand
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| Fallen leaves and fallen dreams
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| They get back up again
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| When you stare into my eyes
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| And I never want it to end
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| The sounds of the jungle and the blue skies
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| The Earth underneath my feet and a family to call mine
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| Oh, it’s the little things that always get me by
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| Yeah, it’s the little things, that always makes
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| Always makes me smile
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| First words and first hurts
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| Walking on the shore
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| Having friends stick by you and
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| Your backs against the wall
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| Memories and golden years
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| The wrongs I’ve made right
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| Dancing with the one you love
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| On New Years Eve
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| At the stroke of midnight
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| The sounds of the jungle and the blue skies
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| The Earth underneath my feet and a family to call mine
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| Yeah, it’s the little things that always get me by
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| Yeah, it’s the little things, that always makes
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| Always makes me smile
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| Yeah, it’s the little things,
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| Yeah, it’s the little things,
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| Yeah, it’s the little things,
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| That always make me smile |