Oranges

It's funny how nobody sings about oranges
The reason's no rhyme, I'm starting to mind how we take our ideas, put them in storage
But peel back the rind, who knows what you'll find

Taking some risks as if you're afraid
If life gave you an orange would you make lemonade?
And it's funny how nobody sings about oranges when you've got one in the palm of your hand

Crazy how nobody sings about chocolate
It seems there would be nothing so sweet
Like we're living in the boxes of someone who's locked it
How can that be, it just ain't for me

We're curving our motions and heaving our beds
If we don't open the chocolate
Who knows what you get
And it's crazy how nobody sings about chocolate
When you've got it in the palm of your hand
Woah oh oh oh
Woah oh oh oh oh
Woah oh oh oh