It Only Takes A Taste – Sara Bareilles and Jason Mraz


You remind me of a girl I once knew. God, by now she’s well in middle age. She’s probably 41 or 42. Thank you? Oh, God! No! No!
What I meant was that… She was a waitress at a shop I used to frequent quite a lot. Nice teeth and small hands and snuck me goodies I couldn’t afford then. She was sweet to me. Reminds me of you. Nobody ever really
notices me that way. She’d bake the pies fresh every day like you I guess but I must say If pies were books yours would be Shakespeare’s letters. You remind me of her but better. it only takes a taste when it’s
something special it only takes a taste when you know it’s good. Sometimes one bite is more than enough to know you want more of the thing you just
gotta taste of. That reminds me of a thing we would
say. Me in my mama in the kitchen when we’d bake. She’d say, “Jenna, you could tell
a whole story with a taste.” Yeah! Yeah! That’s exactly what I mean
I swear that as those flavors mixed in melted I could hear the sirens sing. It was truly something special. One taste and I want the whole thing. I must say it felt like I was carried
away. Intoxicated made me escape the room I was in. I can’t help but wonder how your hands
must have felt creating such a masterful thing. Just one bite caused all that wondering? it only takes a taste. It only takes a taste when you know it’s good. Sometimes one bite is more than enough to know you want more of the thing you just got a taste of.