I wake from my slumber

I wish I could call you up

Miss how you'd put your love on me

Boy you've got my number

Wish I could feel your touch

Wish you could follow up on me, oh

You never know when to chill

Always talk 'bout keep it real

Only 'til you've had your fill

Then you want to cry ill will

Really thought you knew the deal (Ooh)

Oh well, I guess that's what happens

When two fools be falling in love

Mix in some pain and some passion

Nothing is ever enough

If you can, take my hand

I promise we'll find love again

Love again, yeah, yeah

If you can, take my hand