I'd Like to Be

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 floorI'd like to be the star outside your window

That 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 biteAnd if you need someone to talk with

I'd like to be the little voice inside

And if you'll ever have a heartache

I wanna be the tear you hideI'd like to the be the record on your phonograph

The melody that haunts you night and day

And when you're old enough to want to marry

I'd like to be the one who steals your heart away