An Old Tune

You wake up talking In the middle of the thought Sit up like lightning, yeah You can see the spark You can feel it spread through your fingertips You can almost hear it sing (Tell me what you're thinking, babe) (Tell me why you're wide awake) Feels like an old tune You've never heard before You've never heard before If you can think it then What you waiting for? What you waiting for? You're always yawning 'Cos you stay up late You don't care 'cos you're in love With the words on thе page You could shout it from your balcony You could call everyonе you know Feels like an old tune You've never heard before You've never heard before If you can think it then What you waiting for? What you waiting for? I will come into your home I will come into your home I will come into your home I will come into your home