Sorry for you, sorry for me.
sorry that the little we have
is not enough for you
Thank you doesn't have to cost
It's the thought that counts not the price
Love has no price, only what we give it
It can cost nothing but is means everything

Sorry for the change, when did the price of things mean more than just a touch
When did a good hug become not enough?

A touch, a smile means far more to me than any shiny thing
After all I do prefer cling to bling
A touch and a smile is more than enough
To pull at my heart strings than any of those expensive shiny things

I still like hugs more than bugs
I will rather have kisses, than empty wishes
Just touch me and smile at me, hug me and kiss me
And tell me you love me, Believe me I will be happy