It's a little bit funny, this feeling inside
I'm not one of those who can easily hide
I don't 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 for you
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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,
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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 crossed
But the sun's been quite king, while I wrote this song
It's for people like you that they keep turned on
So excuse me and forget but these I do
You see I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue
Anyway, the thing is, what I reallly mean
Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen
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How wonderful life is while you're in the world