Из альбома: Let’s Fall in Love: Jazz Standards for the Incurably Romantic
Out of the tree of life, I just picked me a plumb
You came along and everything started to hum
Still it’s a real good bet, the best is yet to come
The best is yet to come, and, babe, won’t it be fine
You think you’ve seen the sun, while you ain’t seen it shine
Wait till the warm-up's underway
Wait till our lips have met
Wait till you see that sunshine day
You ain’t seen nothin' yet
The best is yet to come, and, babe, won’t it be fine
The best is yet to come, come the day you’re mine
Come the day you’re mine
I’m gonna teach you to fly
We’ve only tasted the wine
We’re gonna drain that cup dry
Wait till your charms are right, for these arms to surround
You think you’ve flown before, but you ain’t left the ground
Wait till you’re locked in my embrace
Wait till I draw you near
And wait till you see that sunshine place
Ain’t nothin' like it here
The best is yet to come, and, babe, won’t it be fine
The best is yet to come, come the day you’re mine
Come the day, come the day
Out of the tree of life, I just picked me a plumb