Al Jarreau

Its a little bit funny, this feeling inside
Im not one of those, who can easily hide
I dont have much money, but boy if I did
Id 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 its not much, but its the best I can do
My gift is my song and this ones for you.
And you can tell everybody, this is your song
It may be quite simple but now that its done,
I hope you dont mind, I hope you dont mind
That I put down in words
How wonderful life is while youre in the world.
I sat on the roof and kicked off the moss
Well a few of the verses, well theyve got me quite cross
But the suns been quite kind while I wrote this song,
Its for people like you, that keep it turned on.
So excuse me forgetting, but these things I do
You see Ive forgotten, if theyre green or theyre blue
Anyway, the thing is, what I really mean
Yours are the sweetest eyes Ive ever seen
(Thanks to Cadet for these lyrics)
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