It's a little bit funny this feeling inside

I'm not one of those who can easily hide, oh why

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 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 oo



So excuse me forgetting but these things I do

You see I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue

Anyway the things is what I really mean

Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen