
BOB'S MUSIC PLAYER
YOUR SONG
by: Elton John
It's a little bit funny, this feeling inside.
If I was a sculptor, but then again no,
And you can tell everybody, that this is your song!
I sat on the roof, and kicked off the moss,
Excuse me forgetting, but these things I do,
And you can tell everybody, that this is your song!
I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind,
It's not one of those you can easily hide.
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!
or a man who sells potions in a travelling show.
I don't have much money, but, but if I did,
I'd buy a big house where we both could live!
It may be quite simple, but, now that that'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!
well a few of the verses, well they've got me quite cross.
But the sun's been quite high, while I wrote down this song.
It's for people like you that keep it turned on!
you see I've forgotten if they're greeen or they're blue.
Anyway, the thing is, what I really mean,
yours are the sweetest eyes, I've ever seen!
It may be quite simple, but now that that'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!
that I put down in words.
How wonderful life is while you're in the world!