Ripe

The moon sheds light across the end of the bed

You made me wait but now I'm touching your leg

And I remember all the little things you said

Quesadillas made with cheese and a rock band who were Japanese

So for once

In my life I saw what I wanted

And took a bite

I picked the fruit

From the tree

And it was ripe

Your love got big your jokes got worse each afternoon

Like Bacon at a bah Mitzvah like a lead balloon

And whose to say what really happened in that room each day

I was looking for a bride you were looking for a groom

So for once

In your life

You saw what you wanted and took a bite

You picked the fruit

From the tree and it was ripe

And all you people are the heroes I've known

We're staring off the edge into the unknown

We are not there yet but we cannot go home

So we cry and we sing

Yeah I remember everything

How for once

In our lives

We saw what we wanted and took a bite

We picked the fruit

From the tree and it was ripe

And it was ripe

And it was ripe

And it was ripe