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
I know it's not much but
it's the best I can do
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
Anyway the thing is what I really mean
It's for people like you
You see I've forgotten if they're green or they're blueAnyway the thing is what I really mean
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