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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 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.
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How wonderful life is while you're in the world.
That I put down in words
I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind
How wonderful life is while you're in the world.
That I put down in words
I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind
It may be quite simple but now that it's done,
And you can tell everybody, this is your song
Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen.
Anyway, the thing is, what I really mean
You see I've forgotten, if they're green or they're blue
So excuse me forgetting, but these things I do
It's for people like you, that keep it turned on.
But the sun's been quite kind while I wrote this song,
Well a few of the verses, well they've got me quite cross
I sat on the roof and kicked off the moss
How wonderful life is while you're in the world.
That I put down in words
I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind
It may be quite simple but now that it's done,
And you can tell everybody, this is your song
My gift is my song and this one's for you.
I know it's not much, but it's the best I can do
Or a man who makes potions in a travelling show
If I was a sculptor, but then again no,
I'd buy a big house where we both could live.
I don't have much money, but boy if I did
I'm not one of those, who can easily hide
It's a little bit funny, this feeling inside
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