Turn Me On Norah Jones

Like a flower, waiting to bloom
Like a lightbulb in a dark room
I'm just sittin' here
Waiting for you
To come on home
And turn me on

Like the desert
Waiting for the rain
Like a school kid
Waiting for the spring
I'm just sittin' here
Waiting for you
To come on home
And turn me on

My poor heart
It's been 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 hi-fi is waiting for a new tube
The glass is waiting for some fresh ice-cubes
I'm just sittin' here
Waiting for you
To come on home
And turn me on
Turn me on