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