I'm a little cherry blossom looking for a home

Looking for a garden to call their own

Maybe a sweet little lemon or a pear that's perky

Give me your seeds, we'll create something

Something next to nothing is what I've always been

And it's always bothered me

But I hope you know that your green home is where I want to be

(One, two, three!)

Fruit

I'm mean in the evening, but when you come creeping I'll sweeten for the morning

Fruit

Some prickly and hairy, some seem real scary, but in the end we're all fruit

We're all fruit

I know where I've gone, but not where I go next

When it comes to people I never choose the best

What if I fuck this up? Then am I learning

I've planted many flowers, but they all turned to weeds

Am I always watering bad seeds

Is there anyone home or should I stay alone?

Fruit

I'm mean in the evening, but when you come creeping I'll sweeten for the morning

Fruit, some prickly and hairy, some seem real scary, but in the end we're all fruit

We're all fruit

Did you know I think about you every day?

Did you know for you I'd do anything?

Did you know you're stuck in my brain, on my back?

Did you know for you I kept this track?

Fruit, my strawberry sundae, my Friday to Monday, my coffee for the morning

Fruit, my soul outside my body, on my hip and my jaw, my brain and my heart

Fruit, I'm mean in the evening, but when you come creeping I'll sweeten for the morning

Fruit, some prickly and hairy, some seem real scary, but in the end we're all fruit

We're all fruit