Just a middle-aged guy who's been carrying song ideas around in his head for years and has decided to learn the craft and hopefully produce something decent eventually
I’d like to be that old T-shirt
You put on when you're feeling hurt
The one that’s not your Sunday best
It hangs there in among the rest
Got stains and holes, a bit threadbare
But when life is rough it’s what you wear
Calms you down and keeps you warm
Gives comfort in the cruelest storm
If there were something I could do
I’d like to be that shirt for you
I’d like to be that old oak door
And you know just what it's for
The one you close to shut it out
When all you want to do is shout
But when you’re not feeling broken
You can swing that door wide open
Step out strong into the day
Live your own life, make your own way
If there were something I could do
I’d like to be that door for you
bridge:
So baby, wear my love around you
Let the door close on it all
Paint our love in living color
Hang it proudly on the wall
I’d like to be that old picture frame
Rough and natural, rather plain
A simply fashioned weathered wood
On its own, not all that good
But it surrounds sublime creation
It's made nobler by mere location
Around a piece of higher art
That lies within it as its heart
If there were something I could do
I’d like to be that frame for you
repeat bridge
If there were something I could do
I'd like to be all for you
