Spark

First it's the spark and then it's the flame Then it's swinging round round lamp posts in the rain Well then it's that feeling that you you just can't shake That your life's about to start and you just can't wait First it's the spark and then it's the flame Then it's getting blood drunk in the middle of the day And though it's a comma in a full stops place It's that wherever I go I see your face And though I'll die busking I'm gonna love you, I'm gonna love you now Let the light in, let the light in Let the light in, let the light in Let the light in, let the light in Let the light in, let the light in First it was fun now it's fireworks Well so bright and so harsh that they'll make your eyes hurt Oh it's the circles of smoke from your cigaret Oh it's the beating of drums in the back of your chest Ooohhh yeeaaahhhh..... Though I'll die busking I'm gonna love you, I'm going to love you now Let the light in, let the light in Let the light in, let the light in Let the light in, let the light in Let the light in, let the light in Let the light in, let the light in Let the light in, let the light in Let the light in, let the light in Let the light in, let the light in