Your Song

It's a little bit funny
This feeling inside
I'm not one of those who can
Easily hide
Don't have much money
But, boy if I did
I'll buy a big house where we both could live

If I was a sculptor,oh
But then again no
For a man, who makes potions in a
Travelling show
I know its not much
But its the best I can do
My gift is my 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
Now you're in the world

I sat on the roof
And I kicked off the moss,
But a