And the thirsty earth will thank it
Growin' on a real fashion show,
sproutin' a breast like a pro,
the new patterns are fantastic
The crows want to take for granted,
the sweet stains of pomegranate
Bears and chipmunks will hibernate
Curled up like a team of champions
Wait till spring, wait till spring
Wait till spring, wait till spring
When they sat through their last seance
All the ghosts ran out of patience
People always askin' for signs
Desperate to be hypnotized
They all just need to get out more
Wait till spring, wait till spring
Wait till spring, wait till spring
That's when I really start to sing
Oh, but wait till spring, wait till spring
Mama said that's when it starts to swing
Wait till spring, wait till spring
Wait till spring, wait till spring
Wait till spring, wait till spring
That's when the really start to swing