Flavio Coelho - Your Song Lyrics

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What Are The Lyrics For Your Song By Flavio Coelho?
It's a little bit funny, this feelin' inside
I'm not one of those who can easily hide I don't have much money, but boy, if I did I'd 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 travelin' show Oh, I know it's not much, but it's the best I can do My gift is my song and this one's for you And you can tell everybody this is your song It may be quite simple but now that it's done I hope you don't mind I hope you don't mind That I put down in words How wonderful life is while you're in the world I sat on the roof and kicked off the moss Well, a few of the verses, well, they've got me quite cross But the sun's been quite kind while I wrote this song It's for people like you that keep it turned on So excuse me forgettin', but these things I do You see, I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue Anyway, the thing is, what I really mean Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen And you can tell everybody this is your song It may be quite simple but now that it's done I hope you don't mind I hope you don't mind That I put down in words How wonderful life is while you're in the world I hope you don't mind I hope you don't mind That I put down in words How wonderful life is while you're in the world |
Who Wrote Your Song By Flavio Coelho?
Elton John, Bernard J. P. Taupin
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