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 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 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 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