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.
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And you can tell everybody, this is your song
It may be quite simple but now that is 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 of 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.
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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.