Your Song

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
(update lyrics)