I'd like to be the picture on your mantel like to be the window in your door like to be the feather on your pillow I'd even like to be the carpet on your floor
I'd like to be the star outside your window The chair that holds you every night The coffee pot you warm up morning I'd even like to be the apple that you bite
And you need someone to talk to I'd like to be the little voice inside And if you ever have a heartache I wanna the tear you hide
I'd like to the be the record your phonograph The melody that haunts you night and day And when you're old enough to want to marry I'd like to the one who steals your heart away
if you need someone to talk with I'd like to be that little voice inside And if ever have a heartache I wanna be the tear you hide