Your Song
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 travelling 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 maybe 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
Its 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 maybe 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.