Getting Late

<br>[Floesist]<br>Baby,<br>I think we need to talk about where we`re taking this thing<br>How far we`re gonna let this go<br>Cuz, its getting late<br><br>[Songstress]<br>Its getting late<br>Why you gotta be here<br>Beside me<br>Watching, needing, wanting me<br>But I`m afraid<br>Don`t be<br>But I`m afraid<br>Don`t be<br>I`m so scared that you`ll hurt me<br>Twice, oh babe<br><br>[Floesist]<br>I shouldn`t be thinking about you here on my mind<br>Far too often for you to be here at this time<br>See, one hands on nine<br>And the other`s on my thigh<br>Look<br>I`ve already played with the idea of you being here in the morn<br>The positions for the crack of dawn<br>And conversations before the yawn<br>But, its getting late<br><br>[Songstress]<br>Its getting late<br>Why you gotta be here<br>Beside me<br>Watching, needing, wanting me<br>But I`m afraid<br>Don`t be<br>But I`m afraid<br>Don`t be<br>I`m so scared that you`ll hurt me<br>Twice, oh babe<br><br>[Floesist]<br>How`s about I let you touch the space that you left behind<br>The day that you stopped smiling<br>The day that the tears started falling<br>Touching<br>Almost making sensual again<br>You can taste the familiar<br>Cuz your family are supportive<br>Of the moment<br>But what`s meant by your movements<br>Cuz its getting late<br><br>[Songstress]<br>Its getting late<br>Why you gotta be here<br>Beside me<br>Watching, needing, wanting me<br>But I`m afraid<br>You say, Don`t be<br>But I`m afraid<br>You say, Don`t be<br>I`m so scared that you`re gonna hurt me<br>Twice, oh babe<br><br>I see the memories<br>Space, face, bodies<br>I know there`s a method to your manliness<br>But<br>I`m afraid<br>I`m afraid<br><br>[Songstress]<br>Its getting late<br>Why you gotta be here<br>Beside me<br>Watching, needing, wanting me<br>But I`m afraid<br>You say, Don`t be<br>But I`m afraid<br>You say, Don`t be<br>I`m so scared that you`re gonna hurt me<br>Twice, oh babe<br><br>I see the memories replaced<br>Same space, same face<br>Saved by me, baby<br>I know there`s a method to your manliness<br>But I`m afraid<br>I see the memories replaced<br>Same space, same face<br>Saved by me, baby<br>I know there`s a method to your manliness<br>But I`m afraid