Your Song

It's a little bit funny
This feeling inside
I'm not one of those
Who can
Easily hide
I don't have much money, but
Boy if I did
I'd buy a big house where
We both could live

If I was a sculptor
But then again no
Or a man
Who makes potions in a
Travelling show
I know it's not much
But it's the best I can do
My gift is my song
And this one's for you

And you can tell everybody
This is your song
It may be quite simple
But now that is done
I hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind
That I put down in words
How wonderful life is
While you're in the world

I sat on the roof and
Kicked of the moss
Well a few of the verses
Well they've got me
Quite cross
But the sun's been quite kind
While I wrote this song
It's for people like you that
Keep it turned on

So excuse me forgetting
But these things I do
You see I've forgotten
If they're green
Or they're blue
Anyway, the thing is
What I really mean
Yours are the sweetest eyes
I've ever seen

And you can tell everybody, this is your song
It may be quite simple but now that is done
I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind
That I put down in words
How wonderful life is while you're in the world

I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind
That I put down in words
How wonderful life is while you're in the world