Cee-Lo - Spend The Night In Your Mind lyrics

In your mind, mind Yeah I wanna make love but it's not quite time I'd rather spend the night in your mind I won't be hard to find I'll be right there in your mind I wanna make love but it's not quite time I'd rather spend the night in your mind I won't be hard to find I'll be right there in your mind Let me caress your consciousness Want you to taste the thought of me Is your imagination aroused? It ought to be Let me seduce your soul With every word I say Ooh, wait on my love It's on it's way Whoa, may I have this dance? Your dreams and destiny You've got years to yearn Please say, "Yes" to me Baby, believe Believe and it will be Prepare yourself I promise you'll remember me I wanna make love but it's not quite time I'd rather spend the night in your mind I won't be hard to find I'll be right there in your mind I wanna make love but it's not quite time I'd rather spend the night in your mind I won't be hard to find I'll be right there in your mind Love has lost it's compa**ion But no, I won't commit that crime I'd rather leave an impression That will last your whole lifetime You see I go deeper Instead of standing in the shallow end I wanna please my partner I wanna f** my friend I wanna be inside you Literally Girl, I want to use you Habitually Was all the waiting worth it? Soon you'll see I wanna remember you And I want you to remember me I wanna make love but it's not quite time I'd rather spend the night in your mind I wanna eat your emotion And lick your life line I wanna make love but it's not quite time I'd rather spend the night in your mind You can search your lifetime And not find a love like mine You are awakened to my silhouette in the dark but don't scream Reach out and touch me, I'm not a dream A careless whisper becomes a conversation And all of a sudden a sailor becomes a star constellation Your eyes offer an invitation And I guess that it's more of crime wasting irreplaceable time You're provoking my patience Time, I crawl towards you and gently take what is mine Sex becomes a song, a slow and nasty groove About twenty years long and it's as if I've become you And ultimately the conclusion that you come to Shh, she's sleeping