"Your Song" by Elton John
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 at a
Traveling 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
That this is your song
It might 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, they've
Got me quite cross
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
You're are the sweetest eyes
I've ever seen
And you can tell everybody
That 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
How wonderful life is
While you're in the world
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