I'd like to be the picture on your mantel I'd like to be the window in your door I'd 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 lucky chair that holds you every night The coffee pot you warm up every morning I'd even like to be the apple that you bite. And when you need someone to talk to I'd like to be the little voice inside And if you ever have a heartache I wanna be the tear you hide. I'd like to the be the record on your phonograph The melody that haunts you night and day
I'd like to be the picture on your mantel I'd like to be the window in your door I'd 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 lucky chair that holds you every night The coffee pot you warm up every morning I'd even like to be the apple that you bite. And when you need someone to talk to I'd like to be the little voice inside And if you ever have a heartache I wanna be the tear you hide. I'd like to the be the record on your phonograph The melody that haunts you night and day
