I want to be your favorite song that you kept on your phone playlist and being played on repeat. I will be the song your lips sing. I will create peace in the middle of your nightmares. Out of the blue my words are the one you tell everyone.I will be your wake up call and lullaby at the same time. Be on your head wandering in the secret paradise you hide, touching the wildest day dreams, dancing on the alluring imaginations. BUT I’m not your favorite song. You hated the melody, the rhythm, the harmony and every pieces of music I got. I was being stock and skipped. So if I can’t be your favorite song I’ll just write you a song with the words I want you to live with, with the feelings I kept on my playlist. I’ll hide some clues behind this song in blues. So, please grab you guitar and sing this song for me.