Recurring Line:
[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]

Christians Poetry:
[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]

Christian:
My gift is my song and this ones for you
And you can tell everybody that this is your song
It maybe quite simple but now that it's done
Hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind
That I put down in words, how wonderful life is
Now youre in the world

I sat on the roof and I kicked off the moss
Well some of these verses well they, they 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 my 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

(Allesandro-opera)

Backing:
And you can tell everybody that this is your song
It maybe quite simple but now that it's done

Christian:
And you can tell everybody this is your song
It may be quite simply 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 now 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 now you're in the world

(Allesandro-oper