It's a little bit funny, this feeling insideI'm not one of those who can easily hideI don't have much money, but boy if I didI'd buy a big house where we both could liveIf I was a sculptor, but then again noOr a man who makes potions in a traveling showI know it's not much, but it's the bestI can do, my gift is my songAnd this one's for youAnd you can tell everybodyThis is your songIt may be quite simple, butNow that it's doneI hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mindI hope you don't mindBut I put it down in wordsHow wonderful life isWhen you're in the worldI sat on the roofAnd I kicked out the mothsWell a few of the pussiesThey've got me quietBut the sun's been quite kindWhile I wrote this songIt's for people like you thatKeep it turned onSo excuse me for gettingBut these things I doYou see I've forgottenYou see I've forgottenThey're green or they're blueAnd in the way they're singingWhat I really meanOh, these are the sweetest timesI've ever seenAnd you can tell everybodyThis is your songI've forgotten this songIt may be quite simple, butNow that it's doneAnd you can tell everybodyThis is your songIt may be quite simple, butNow that it's doneI hope you don't mindI hope you don't mindThat I've put it down in wordsHow wonderful life isHow wonderful life is while you're in the worldI hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mindThat I put down in wordsHow wonderful life is while you're in the worldHow wonderful life is while you're in the world