歌詞

I pour a little circle first

And watch the morning bloom

The grounds are dark as garden soil

The water finds its way

It blooms and swells and settles down

The slowest part of day

There's no fast way to do this

And that's the reason why

Pour it slow and let it be

The good things take their time

Taste and see that He is good

This quiet cup is mine

The drip is keeping gentle time

A soft unhurried beat

The kitchen smells like somewhere warm

I'd cross the town to meet

One small wisp is rising

And curling like a wave

Pour it slow and let it be

The good things take their time

Taste and see that He is good

This quiet cup is mine

My little counter's not a shop

No sign hangs on the door

But every slow and patient cup

Is worth the waiting for

Mmm... mmm... mmm

Pour it slow and let it be

The good things take their time

Taste and see that He is good

This quiet cup is mine

Pour it slow and let it be

The good things take their time

Taste and see that He is good

This quiet cup is mine

I poured a little circle first

And morning filled the room