Sweetest Grape on the Vine

I don’t need to be the rarest bird
Out on the silent sea
I just need to know I’m useful

Three to five days a week

I never knew
You carried it around all this time
I might not tell you every moment
But you’re the sweetest
You’re the sweetest
You’re the sweetest grape on the vine

Every morning comes round faster
And each wave moves in its own time
I’ve got no reserves
With which to call my master
I’ve got no space left for the whys

I never knew
You carried it around all this time
I might not tell you every moment
But you’re the sweetest
You’re the sweetest
You’re the sweetest grape on the vine