The Best Is Yet To Come

(álbum: I Left My Heart In San Francisco - 1962)

Out of the tree of life I just picked me a plum
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, but 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 nothing 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 the 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
Wait till you see that sunshine place
Ain't nothing 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, ho-ho,
Out of the tree of life I just picked me a plum...[fade]