I could be your cardigan
to wrap you warm and tight.
I could be your comforter
to hold you through the night.
Your favorite doll from childhood,
your confidant through bad or good,
bring me along to where you’re stood,
I wanna stand there too.

I wanna be your fork to brush
against your lips all day.
I wanna be your comb to watch
your hair turn old and gray.
Your favorite pair of worn-out shoes,
I’ll follow any place you choose,
clung tight to you, you’ll never lose,
I’ll never go away.

Please place me in your shopping cart,
carve me a slice of your pie chart,
clear out a place within your heart,
I’m ready when you’d like to start.