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"Turn Me On" - Norah Jones

A promise made. 
A promise kept. 
The walls may be a different shade. 
The set up may be a wider space.  
The temp may feel slightly colder.
The light may seem a bit dimmer.
But it feels so good to be home. 

Hello to the writer's space that made me whole again.  Forgive me for feeling out of place.  You feel familiar, but there's been time between us so we've still got a lot of catching up to do. By the way, this chair isn't part of my comfort zone just so you know.  However, it's brought me closer to you so don't dismiss it just yet.  I don't need another reason for my hands to shy away from your keys though I don't recall them feeling so bouncy beneath my fingertips.  It's hard to say when my writer's world has felt so flat since the day I shut you off. 

Here I am.  Wrapped up in a blue and purple snuggie with a brand new heater against me.  My feet are thawing out inside my beige booties, but my toes remain curled up.  I reflect a lot especially at the end of the night.  Often times out loud and sometimes quietly in my head.  These are the moments I longed for you.  Knowing that I had a good thought that I'd soon forget, but no venue to spill them onto left me feeling as if I let it go to waste.  The emptiness was taking over as soon as I let an idea leave me. 
A few times I typed it on my phone's tiny notepad.  I scribbled a few points down on a piece of scratch paper.  I even recorded things to keep in mind for later, but the later never came.  I would come across these forgotten fragments and yet after reading it over and playing it back, I couldn't ignite the spark that almost set it off.  Now I can.  This is why I've turned you on.
 
 Lyrics:
 
Like a flower waiting to bloom
Like a lightbulb in a dark room
I'm just sitting 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
Im 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 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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