holding on

Jill Scott

Itââ?¬â?¢s 2am
And Iââ?¬â?¢m makinââ?¬â?¢ 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

Itââ?¬â?¢s 3am
And Iââ?¬â?¢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

Iââ?¬â?¢m still holding on,
Iââ?¬â?¢m still holding on
Iââ?¬â?¢m still

Itââ?¬â?¢s 5 oââ?¬â?¢clock,
4 oââ?¬â?¢clock in the morning
I feel so weak
Thoughts of you are graining me
Itââ?¬â?¢s 5 oââ?¬â?¢clock in the morning
Lawd, I wish you were with me
But youââ?¬â?¢re gone, youââ?¬â?¢re gone
Youââ?¬â?¢re gone,
Youââ?¬â?¢re gone
I know I must sleep