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 sitting 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
You're the only one

Who can turn me back on
My hot fire 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