If I had a million dollars
I wouldn’t buy you a fucking thing
I would climb the nearest mountain
And I’d teach myself to sing
A song for you.
A song for you

If I had a million bricks
I would build you a home
And if I knew a second language
I would write you a Spanish poem,
You know that it’s true
It’s true

I’ll never have a million dollars
Would you still love me anyway?
I quite often pick you flowers
When I won’t be around to say
Good morning to you,
Good morning to you.