Текст песни
Found you hiding on the second shelf
Behind leftovers and a jar of dill
Little sunset in a plastic chill
Swear you rolled your eyes when I broke the seal
You’re the last orange in the fridge
Tiny sun on a frosty ridge
All this space and you still fit
In my hand
In my head
Just a little bit
You’re the last orange in the fridge
Guess we’re both just holding on at the edge
Peel curls down like a spiral road
Citrus fireworks on my fingers
Cold
Kitchen light buzzing
Late Sunday
I taste every season I forgot to save
You’re the last orange in the fridge
Tiny sun on a frosty ridge
All this space and you still fit
In my hand
In my head
Just a little bit
You’re the last orange in the fridge
Guess we’re both just holding on at the edge
