text: Its a little bit funny, this feeling inside
  Im not one of those who can easily hide
  Dont have much money, but boy if I did
  Id buy a big house where we both could live
  If I was a sculptor, ha, but then again, no
  Or a man who makes potions in a traveling show
  Oh, 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 bright 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
  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 hope you dont mind, I hope you dont mind that I put down in words
  How wonderful life is while youre in the world
  While youre in the world