Recurring Line:

[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]



Christians Poetry:

[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]



Christian:

My gift is my song and this ones for you

And you can tell everybody that this is your song

It maybe quite simple but now that it's done

Hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind

That I put down in words, how wonderful life is

Now youre in the world



I sat on the roof and I kicked off the moss

Well some of these verses well they, they 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 my 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



(Allesandro-opera)



Backing:

And you can tell everybody that this is your song

It maybe quite simple but now that it's done



Christian:

And you can tell everybody this is your song

It may be quite simply 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 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



(Allesandro-opera)