Wait - Imelda Staunton

Why doesn’t Beadle Bamford come?

Before the week is out, that’s what he said.

And who says the week is out yet?

It’s only Friday!

Easy now,

Hush, love, hush

Don’t distress yourself;

What’s your rush?

Keep your thoughts

Nice and lush

Wait…

Hush, love, hush

Think it through

Once it bubbles, then what’s to do?

Watch it close

Let it brew

Wait…

I’ve been thinking flowers

Maybe daisies

To brighten up the room.

Don’t you think some flowers,

Pretty daisies

Might relieve the gloom.

Ah wait

Love, wait

And the judge?

When will I get him?

Oh, can’t you think’a nothin' else?

You’re always broodin' on your wrongs

What happened, 'eaven 'ardly knows how many years ago

Slow, love, slow

Time’s so fast

Now goes quickly, see;

Now it’s past!

Soon will come

Soon will last

Wait…

(chuckles) Don’t you know,

Silly man,

'alf the fun is to plan the plan.

All good things come to those who can

Wait…

Gilly flowers maybe

'stead of daisies

I don’t know though

What do you think?

Yes

Gilly flowers, I’d say.

Nothing like a nice bowl of gilly.