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 & this one's for you
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 & kicked off the moss
Well 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 but these things i do
You see i've forgotten if they're green or they're blue
Anyway the thing is what i really mean
Yours are the sweetest eyes i've ever seen
