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!