Soft Fruit

I'm not usually so tender, in my life I can't wait to be naked, in my bath I'm feeling so soft like, a ripe apricot Please, darling be gentle Darling be gentle On days like these, I Think to myself How did such a grain survive in this life? All the pushing and pulling, has toughened my skin But sometimes I feel, so soft I can't win So soft I can't win Soft like a peach Could you even be more gentle please? Gentle please