Ben Lee Lyrics
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
And 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 barmitzvah
Like a lead balloon
And who's to say what really
Happened in that room each day
I was looking for a bride
You were looking for a groom
And 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
Were staring off the edge, into the unknown
We are not there yet
But we cannot got home
So we cry and we sing
Yeah I remember everything
And for once
In our life
We saw what we wanted
And took a bite
We picked the fruit
From the tree
And it was ripe