Holding On - Jill Scott

It’s 2am

And I’m makin' 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

It’s 3am

And I’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

I’m still holding on,

I’m still holding on

I’m still

It’s 5 o’clock,

4 o’clock in the morning

I feel so weak

Thoughts of you are graining me

It’s 5 o’clock in the morning

Lawd, I wish you were with me

But you’re gone, you’re gone

You’re gone,

You’re gone

I know I must sleep