Wait A Little Longer - Steve Forbert

From the wine glass of love

You’re drinkin' up September

Don’t it seem like a dream?

Well, girl, that’s what it is

And when push comes to shove

You’ll wake up and remember

That the mean scheme of things

Has got you on its list

Wait a little longer

Wait a little longer

I went down past the tombs

And sat upon the pond side

And the green willow trees

Were swaying in the breeze

When the clouds made some room

The sun played on the swan glide

And the calm mask of ease

Was all that one could see

Hey

(Hey)

Wait a little longer

Wait a little longer

Wait a little longer till you find

There’s something knockin' down your door, baby, (door, baby)

Wait a little longer till you find

There ain’t nowhere to hide

Wait a little longer till there’s

Something up an' walkin' 'cross your floor, baby, (floor, baby)

Wait a little longer till you find it’s fin’lly got inside

Hey

Wait a little longer

Wait a little longer

This clean luxury

Of simple separation

It can’t last for long

It doesn’t toe the line

The line touches me

From soup to segregation

Your old mill stream songs

Are playing out of time

Yeah…

Wait a little longer

Wait a little longer

Hey, yeah…

Said, wait a little longer

Wait a little longer