Your Song
[Christian talking]
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 in a traveling show
I know its 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 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 now you're in the world
I sat on the roof and I kicked off the moss
Well some of these verses, well they've got me quite cross
But the sun's been kind while I wrote this song,
It's for people like you that keep it turned on
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
Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen
And you can tell everbody 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, now you're in the world