Eric Roberson Love's Withdrawal (feat. Omari Hardwick)
(Ft. Omar Hardwick)
In my arm, oh my, like she’s all mine
Till I invade her dreams
Cause time moves fast as it seem,
Guess we blur 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 is the cure for all our craze,
Opening doors to better days!
Chorus:
Going through a night of love…
Staring at the clocks or at the door
Wondering when we’ll share some time again,
Hope it is tonight!
Going through a night of love and joy
Staring at the clocks or at the door
Waiting to share again!
Laying here, wondering will she call
Just so. will help these my love control
Somewhere she stare with innocent eyes
Down at me between her thoughts
Still smell her perfume while laying there,
Must the clock be so…
As I wait for her to appear
If not in my arms, at least in my dreams
By any means I need their scene!
Chorus:
Going through a night of love…
Staring at the clocks or at the door
Wondering when we’ll share some time again,
Hope it is tonight!
Going through a night of love and joy
Staring at the clocks or at the door
Waiting to share again!
Was that the doorbell? No!
Maybe I share my phone again,
I mean, sometimes it does not even ring at all!
She didn’t call!
Leave me a message!
.anyway, you got me waken out form a dream I just had
About having a dream, about you having a dream about me
Safe to say I’m…
Trying to pick the locks .
I’ve been Facebook God
He say is a space looking, but he say he got too much cleaning
I’m a … I’ll do the master all night
I’ll be listening to Prince Rogers remixes, and playing faster and faster
Trying to read your mind, but I guess I’m too sick to learn!
And piano key they’ve become my…
And you play ‘em so good ‘till they burn
.touch your fingers too much
But I’m stubborn so I, so I’m back on stage for…
.but when a man in pain showers
I was born the minute I kissed you, but I died an hour…
Your face still lingers, is too much
Your eyes open like gates to Heaven
Like when my words need…
But the longer you awake, I need you more like etcetera and …
Baby, I’m trying to get where I fit in, I’m trying to be the part to your…
…so I’m waiting to be brought back by your…
The liens to my palms are too young to be that strong
But if I don’t taste you soon, I’m done!
