I′m in the mood, for you
Imagination running as you sit on the tube opposite to, me
Disturbed by my stareYou return the favour, eyes fixated here
Hope you can read these eyes of mine, come on, come on, come on
Give in
Give in
Give in
Give in
Give in
Give in to me
Palms start to get sweaty
And as my mind takes off I visualize confetti, I'm jumping the gun
I don′t even know you, it's kind of a rush hour crush
I'm in the mood, for us two
Turn this thirty second love into an afternoon, afternoon with me
Talk musical tastes
Tell me how much you love Stevie and how
He plays, we could go on and on and on and on and on and on
Give in
Give in
Give in
Give in
Give in
Give in to me
Palms start to get sweaty
And as my mind takes off I visualize confetti, I′m jumping the gun
I don′t even know you, it's kind of a rush hour crush
