Plantain Sweet

Green today. Golden Sunday
Sweetness takes its time
(Plantain sweet)

You bought the plantain market-fresh
Green as a brand-new start
I said, "Let's fry them now now" —
You said, "Patience, sweetheart"
You set them by the window
Where the sun does gentle work
And you kept pressing each one softly
Reading ripeness like a book

I wanted everything instant —
Instant answer, instant flame
You taught me golden Sunday
Is worth the window-sill wait

Plantain sweet! (sweet, sweet)
The best things ripen slow
Green to gold by the window, baby —
That's how the real love grow

Wait for it! (green to gold)
Worth it! (watch it glow)
(Plantain sweet)

Early days, I was performing —
Loud gifts, big-big grammar
You pressed my words like plantain
Said, "Not ripe yet. No drama"
These months, I dey show up quiet
Fix the door, remember the date
You tasted one small quiet kindness
And said, "Now. Now we fry"

I wanted everything instant —
Instant answer, instant flame
You taught me golden Sunday
Is worth the window-sill wait

Plantain sweet! (sweet, sweet)
The best things ripen slow
Green to gold by the window, baby —
That's how the real love grow

Truth is, the sweetest plate on Sunday
Started green on a window sill
Nobody claps for the waiting part —
But the waiting part is the skill
You knew when I was ready
Before I knew myself

Mm. (green to gold)
Mm. (golden Sunday)
(Now we fry)

Plantain sweet! (sweet, sweet)
You read me like ripeness, slow
Green to gold by the window, baby —
That's how the real love grow

Golden Sunday
Worth every Tuesday
(Plantain sweet)