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Jill Scott
holding on
Itâ??s 2amAnd Iâ??m makinâ?? love to a memory
The sound of your footsteps
Towards my bed
Ring in my ears
I wait you called my name
The smell of your days work
And your aftershave, your smile
Your smile keeps me holding on
Itâ??s 3am
And Iâ??m holding on to what used to be
Your fingers
Tickling my palm, telling me yes please
The arch of your back
The stickiness of your nectar
The shiver through our bodies
When we arrive together
Iâ??m still holding on,
Iâ??m still holding on
Iâ??m still
Itâ??s 5 oâ??clock,
4 oâ??clock in the morning
I feel so weak
Thoughts of you are graining me
Itâ??s 5 oâ??clock in the morning
Lawd, I wish you were with me
But youâ??re gone, youâ??re gone
Youâ??re gone,
Youâ??re gone
I know I must sleep