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