Like a flower waiting to bloom
Like a lightbulb in a dark room
Like the desert waiting for the rain
Like a school kid waiting for the spring
I'm just sitting here waiting for you to come on home and turn me on
My poor heart
It's been so dark
Since you 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 hi-fi is waiting for a new tune
My glass is waiting for some fresh ice cubes
I'm just sitting here waiting for you to come on home and turn me on
Turn me on
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