First its the spark and then its the flame Then its swinging round round lamposts in the rain Well then its that feeling that you, you just can't shake That your life's about to start and you just can't wait First its the spark and then its the flame Then its 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