You don't wanna know what I
Think under my sheets.
I cuddle with my pillow, close my eyes
And count my sheep.
I don't ever get to sleep, so I'm tossing
And I'm turning,
And I'm tryna knock this feeling.
It's an aching and a burning.
It's a yearning and a craving.
A desire for a touch.
My body whispering her name,
I keep telling it to hush.
But it ain't tryna stay quiet, so I ain't
Putting up a fight.
And if we're being honest, I'm tryna
Love on her tonight.
So, I get out of bed, and open the
Window for a breeze.
As the air hits my skin, I'm wishing
It was her touching me.
Her hands are a paradise. I'm stressed
Out, need release.
Her lips are the only thing that'll
Give me inner peace.
So, I'll weep every night
And never sleep every night,
Because her love is the only thing I
Need every night.
But until I get her love and the
Rest that it brings,
I'll be tossing every night, still
Thinking 'bout these things.