Fruits

I rumbled through the wild

Just hunting for a treat

Love hit me like a stone

A sacred smell of spring

And as the days grew long

I couldn't quite believe

How faithfully you tried

To plant the poisoned seed

'Cause you've given me the best that I know

Standing at the door

You've given me the best of me

I'm blinded by the dream

My eyes were ripened fruits

You spit and bite again

And though you're good for now

The aftertaste will end

But I am yours to prune

When summer wears away

Just hold me by the root

And never go astray

'Cause you've given me the best that I know

Standing at the door

You've given me the best of me

I'm blinded by the dream