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 traveling show

I know it's not much but it's the best I can do

My gift is my song, well, this one's for you

You can tell everybody this is your song

It might 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

Oh, yeah

I sat on the roof and kicked off the moss

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 these things I do

You see I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue

Ohh, 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 might 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 hope you don't mind

I hope you don't mind that I put down in words

How wonderful life is while you're, you're in the world