I would like to be the song that cheers you up
I would like to be the curl of your hair
I would like to be your seventh sense
I would like to be the dream of your navel, oh

I would like, oh oh
I would like

I would like you to talk to me when you are silent
Or at least be the lump in your throat
I would like to be the chair that supports you
Your trash can of hidden kisses
And light up the dawn
And knead the night
And go out with you
Disguised as the horizon

I would like and so many more things I would like
I would like and so many more things I would like
I would like, oh
I would like

I would like to be the handle of your eyes
The calcium that gives you your vitamins
Your route when you cross the fog
And the umbilical cord of your shoes

And count on you
And touch the streets
And plant guavas
And dream with a thousand details
Reveal your eyes
Celebrate your name
And go out with you
Disguised as the horizon

I would like and so many more things I would like
I would like and so many more things I would like
I would like and so many more things I would like
I would like and so many more things I would like, I would like
(Oh) I would like, I would like
I would like

Oh oh oh (Oh)
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh (I would like)
Oh oh oh (Oh)
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh (I would like)
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh

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