Ponury, bolesny fizycznie i psychicznie początek dlugiego weekendu. Osamotniona i w płaczliwym nastroju, nurzam się w rozpaczy. Ze skrajności w skrajności. Tylko Maluszek trzepotaniem rozjaśnia to okropne popłudnie. To piosenka dla Ciebie.

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It's a little bit funny this feeling 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

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If I was a sculptor, but then again, no

Or a man who makes potions in a travelling show

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

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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 mindI hope you don't mind that I put down in words

How wonderful life is while you're in the world

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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

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So excuse me forgetting 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