Holy Mother - Your Song Lyrics
It's a little bit funnyThis feeling insideI'm not one of thoseWho can easily hideI ain't got much moneyBut, girl, if I didI'd buy a big houseWhere we both could liveIf I was a sculptorBut then again, noOr a man who makes potionsIn a traveling showI, I know it ain't muchBut it's the best I can doMy gift is my songAnd this one's for youAnd you can tell everybodyThat this is your songIt may be quite simpleBut now that it's doneI hope you don't mindI hope you don't mindThat I put down in wordsHow wonderful life isWhile you're in the worldI sat on the roofAnd kicked off the mossWell, a few of the versesThey've got me quite crossAnd the sun seemed quite niceWhile I wrote this songIt's for people like youThat keep it turned onSo excuse me forgettingBut these things I doYou see, I've forgottenIf they're green or they're blueAnyway, the thing isWhat I really meanYour's are the sweetest eyesI've ever seenAnd you can tell everybodyThat this is your songIt may be quite simpleBut now that it's doneI hope you don't mindI hope you don't mindWhat I put down in wordsHow wonderful life isWhile you're in the worldI hope you don't mindI hope you don't mindWhat I put down in wordsI hope you don't mindI hope you don't mindYou can tell everybodyHow wonderful life isWhile you're in the world
