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