歌詞

The pie is on the windowsill

And meanwhile, there is tea

Too hot to cut, the golden thing

Must rest beside the glass

The steam goes up in little scarves

To watch the afternoon pass

And meanwhile is a lovely word

It means there's time for tea

Wait, just wait, the best things ask

For nothing but some time

So wait upon the Lord, my heart

And let the tea be poured

The little lamb sits sentry-straight

Below the cooling prize

Officially it guards the pie

Truthfully, it spies

I laugh and pour a second cup

The kettle understands

Wait, just wait, the best things ask

For nothing but some time

So wait upon the Lord, my heart

And let the tea be poured

Wait on the Lord, be brave of heart

The psalm knows how to wait

For everything that's worth the world

Arrives a little late

Mmm... mmm... mmm

Wait, just wait, the best things ask

For nothing but some time

So wait upon the Lord, my heart

And let the tea be poured

Wait, just wait, the best things ask

For nothing but some time

So wait upon the Lord, my heart

And let the tea be poured

The pie is cooling on the sill

And meanwhile has been kind