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Nick: _Roxanne
Oggetto: your song
Data: 14/10/2004 14.54.54
Visite: 182
It’s a little bit funny,
this feeling inside
I’m not one of those,
who can easly 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
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 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.
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