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 liveIf I was a sculptor but then again, no

Or a man who makes potions in a traveling show

Oh, I know it's not much but it's the best I can do

My gift is my song

And this one's for youAnd 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 worldI sat on the roof and kicked up 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 onSo 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 seenAnd 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