Sunday, December 16, 2007

Turn me on

'Like a flower, waiting to bloom.
Like a lightbulb in a dark room.
I'm just sitting here, waiting for you
to come on home, and turn me on.

Like the desert, waiting for the rain
Like a schoolkid, Waiting for the spring
I'm jut sitting here, waiting for you
to come on home, and turn me on.

My poor heart, its so dark
Since you've been gone.
After all, you're the one who turns me off
But you're the only one who can turn me back on

My half eyes are waiting for a new tune
The glass is waiting for some fresh ice cubes
I'm just sitting here, waiting for you
to come on home, and turn me on.'

Norah Jones.

Definately how i'm feeling right now. Its amazing how emotions can reduce a mature woman to a giggling mass of jello. I'm enjoying it definately.

1 comment:

Derek said...

o rly?