Like a (Bb)flow er

wait ing to bloom,

like a light bulb

in a dark room,

I’m just sit tin’ here

wait in’ for you

to come (F)on home

and turn me on.

Like the (Bb)de sert

wait ing for the rain,

like a school kid

wait ing for the spring.

I’m just sit tin’ here

wait in’ for you

to come on home

and turn me on.

And my poor heart,

it’s been

so dark

since you

been gone.

Af ter all,

you’re the one who turns me off,

but you’re the on ly one

who can turn me back on.

My hi fi is wait ing for a new tune,

the glass is wait ing

for some fresh ice cubes,

I’m just sit tin’ here

wait in’ for you

to come on home and turn me on.

Turn me on.