Videoclip Cee-Lo 10. Spend the Night in Your Mind

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 compassion 
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 fuck 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