Your song/ Elton JohnElton john[ 1971] |
||
|
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'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'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 the words How wonderful life is while you're in the world I sat on a roof and kicked of the moss Well, a few of the verses, well, they 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 on So excuse me forgetting but those thing 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 sweeted eyes I've ever seen
|