Love's Withdrawal - Eric Roberson, Omari Hardwick

Am I on her mind like she’s on mine?

Till I invade her dreams, is time moving as fast as it seems?

Guess we blurred the line between lovers and friends

Where does it start, where does it end?

Situations like this really end so well

I can’t focus on the future now, too lost in your smile now

Maybe it’s the cure for all our craze

Opening doors to better days

Going through a night of love withdrawal

Staring at the clocks, or at the door

Wondering when we’ll share some time again

Hoping it is tonight

Going through a night of love withdrawal

Staring at the clocks, or at the door

Waiting to just share again

Laying here, wondering will she call

Just a hello would help ease my love withdrawal

The way she stares with innocent eyes

Down at me, between her thighs

Still smell her perfume while laying here

Must the clock be so cavalier, as I wait for her to appear

If not in my arms, at least in my dreams

By any means I need that scene

Going through a night of love withdrawal

Staring at the clocks, or at the door

Wondering when we’ll share some time again

Hoping it is tonight

Going through a night of love withdrawal

Staring at the clocks, or at the door

Waiting to just share again

Was that the doorbell?

No

Maybe I’ll check my phone again

I mean, sometimes it does not even ring at all

She didn’t call, man

Leave me a message, yo where you at?

Anyway, you got me waking up from a dream I just had

About having a dream about you having a dream about me

Safe to say I’m fiending for you

Trying to pick the locks to the meaning

So I can Facebook God

He say He in a space looking

But He say He got too much cleaning

I’m a slave to your phys-es, like you’re the master all night

I’ve been listening to Prince Rogers remixes

And playing them faster and faster

Trying to read your mind, but I guess I’m too sick to learn

And piano keys have become my spine

And you done played 'em so good 'til they burn

I’ve done touched your fingers too much

But I’m stubborn so I, so I’m back on stage

For my encore of a girl tour

When it rains it pours but when a man in pain it showers

I was born the minute I kissed you, but I died on the hour

Your face still lingers, it’s too much

Your eyes open like gates to heaven

It’s like when my words need crutches but the longer you away

I need you more like etcetera and such and such

And no matter the brand of heart you clutching

Baby, I’m trying to get in where I fit in

I’m trying to be the park to your Rosa

Sit in I suppose a man smitten

By a cattle just still got his tongue

So I’m waiting for it to be brought back by your kitten

The lines on my palms say

I’m too young to be this strung

But if I don’t taste you soon, I’m done

So, you just ain’t gone call me?