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

And 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 and

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

Now you're in the world

I sat on the roof

And I kicked off the moss

Well, a few of the verses, yeah, 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 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 into words

How wonderful life is

Now 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