Your Song

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 mony 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

Chorus

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

I sat on the roof and kicked of the moss
Well a view of the verses wellthey've got me quite cross
But the sun's been quite kind while I wrote this song
It's for people like you that 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
Annyway the thing is what I really mean
Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen