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