Your Song

It's a little bit funny, this feeling inside.

I'm not one of those who can easily hide.

Don't have much money, but boy, if I did,

I'd buy a big house where we both could live.

If I wasn't 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, this one's for you

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 sat on a roof and kicked off the moss

well i feel that those verses well they got me quite cross

but the sun's been quite kind while i wrote this song

It's for people like you that can turn it on

So excuse me for getting

But these things I do

You see, I've forgotten if they are 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 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 in the world