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
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