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
Oh, 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
Oh, 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