lunes, 17 de noviembre de 2008

Your song


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 IDID 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.

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