Little Things (Song)

1.

I stand in the shade of a flower

or beneath a grass blades emerald tower;

hear the thunderous boom of a butterflies wings.

What am I? What am I compared with these little things?

2.

Within every rose petal of pink

I can see the sun slowly set and sink;

hear a choir in the song that a nightingale sings.

What am I? What am I compared with these little things?

Chorus:

I really oughtn’t

feel so important.

Just what joy to the world do I bring?

But these small treasures

give so much pleasure;

all these bright, wonderful little things.

3.

Every raindrop is a river that gleams

theres a golden bridge in every sunbeam;

each humble buttercup wears the crown of a king.

What am I? What am I compared with these little things?

4.

And how vast every miniscule bliss is;

heaven contained in each of your kisses;

every syllable you speak is a bell that rings.

What am I? What am I compared with these little things?

Chorus:

I really oughtn’t

feel so important.

Just what joy to the world do I bring?

But these small treasures

give so much pleasure;

all these bright, wonderful little things.