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 money but if I did
I'd buy a big house where
we both could live.

If I was 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 gifts is my song and this one's for you.
[estribillo]
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 wonderful life is while you're in the world.
I sat on the roof and a kicked off the moss
Well a gew 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 things is what I really mean
Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen

[estribillo]
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 wonderful life is while you're in the world.