If I Was...

If I was your strawberries and cream,
and if I was the soap that keeps you clean,
or all your inhibitions
If I was purring like a sleepy cat,
to be around you, I'd be all that
If I was the instinct to your charm,
and if I was the key to your alarm
If I was butter on your corncob,
or twisted like a doorknob
If I was laid down like a welcome mat,
to be around you, I'd be all that

Found a way I might make you notice
A little bit of something come undone
A little bit of something

Now if I was the last thing on your mind
If I was hanging from a vine
If I was all that ever mattered
If I was ripped, torn, and tattered
If I was crumpled up and laughed at,
to be around you, I'd be all that
If you recognize my eyes in eyes of strangers
Found a way I might make you notice
A little bit of something come undone
A little bit of something come undone

Let's pretend for just one moment
You turn around, I'll turn around
I caught you watching, I was dancing
Sure by now you've noticed
I've been watching, too
If I was
If I was
At a sensible sense of danger
You recognize my eyes in eyes of strangers
Found a way I might make you notice
A little bit of something come undone
At a sensible sense of danger
You recognize my eyes in eyes of strangers
Found a way I might make you notice
A little bit of something come undone