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  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 and

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

And 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

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 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