text: 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 build a big house where we both could live
  If I were a sculptor, but then again, no
  Or a man who makes potions in the traveling 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 gone
  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
  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
  And you can tell everybody this is your song
  It may be quite simple, but now that its gone
  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