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Some calls you can’t ignore. “Late Night Calls” blends modern R&B with Deep House, Indie Dance, and Mississippi Blues.

Late Night Calls

(Verse 1)
I could speak to you in poetry,
Spin rhymes and make you smile for me.
I could bend you over on my bed if I want,
Make you obey each look, each want.
Know I could treat you like an object,
I’ve got enough cash to buy your loyalty.
The only thing I can’t buy from you
Is the freedom of your soul — you never seem to care.

(Pre-chorus)
Tell me, baby — how can you be so free? (so free…)
Tell me, baby — I’d give you everything to see. (everything…)

(Chorus)
Be free, free, free, free (ah…)
You move so free, free, free, free (don’t stop)
(I want to) be free, free, free
You dance so free, free, free (so free, so free)

(Verse 2)
Now I finally understand what you meant,
The night you told me to lose it all, that all I had
Wasn’t enough to make you stay, to make you change.
I’ve got money, love, and all those fans,
Plenty of cars, too many houses, plans and plans,
There’s still one thing I miss, one thing I can’t touch —
A single glance from your smile, and I’m thinking too much.

(Pre-chorus)
Tell me, baby — how can you be so free? (free, free…)
Tell me, baby — I’d give you everything to see. (everything, everything…)

(Chorus)
Be free, free, free, free (yeah…)
You move so free, free, free, free (uh-huh)
(I want to) be free, free, free
You dance so free, free, free (dance, dance…)
Be free, free, free, free
You move so free, free, free, free (so free…)
(I want to) be free, free, free
You dance so free, free, free (ah-ah, ah-ah)

(Bridge)
Baby, baby — go ahead, go on, show me what you’re made of, (show me…)
It’s something money can’t buy, a thing I tried to steal: your joy, your love.
I tried to change you, tried to make you mine,
A perfect product off the factory line — but errors show with time.
Still you’re so free, so, so, so free — you move like water, (like water…)
You laugh and breathe like a goddess, untouchable and softer.
Even when I bent you down on the bed, (on the bed…)
Even the times I choked you naked, (choked you…)
You still had it — that light, that edge; yes, it’s still enough.
Every time I tried to hold you, you remained free. (so free, so free…)

(Chorus)
Be free, free, free, free (free, free, free…)
You move so free, free, free, free (don’t stop, don’t stop)
(I want to) be free, free, free
You dance so free, free, free (dance for me, dance for me)
Be free, free, free, free
You move so free, free, free, free (ah-ah-ah)
(I want to) be free, free, free
You dance so free, free, free (so free, so free, so free)

(Outro)
I sleep restrained, I am restrained, (restrained…)
I can’t be free like you —
Free, free, free. (so free…)

Free

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Soft shadows fall across your skin
Every inch a secret I’m pulled into within
Fingers trace the edges, slow and sly
Hidden touches where no one can pry

Whispers drift like honey in the air
Breath mingling, sticky and rare
Bodies fold in quiet, private heat
Every tremble making our hearts meet

I let go, surrender the control
Golden warmth spilling through my soul
Every pulse, every hush, every fold
Caught inside this honeyed hold

Comb of desire, dripping over me
Sticky sweetness, wild and free
Golden streams, flowing through the night
Comb of desire, holding me tight

Hidden moans in the quiet room
Soft collisions, petals in bloom
Every shiver a golden trace
Lost in the honeyed, intimate space

Honeyed currents, spilling slow
Every secret only we know
Bodies folding, hearts in gold
Bound together in the comb of desire

Comb of desire, dripping over me
Sticky sweetness, wild and free
Golden streams, flowing through the night
Comb of desire, holding me tight

Comb of Desire

In the depths of night where shadows weave,
A sweet nectar flows, a taste I can’t leave.
Your touch warms me like the rising sun,
Pulling me close, we become undone.

We float in fields of golden clover,
Bees hum softly, a lover’s cover.
Your lips taste sweet, a honeyed trace,
In this dream, I’m lost in your embrace.

Oh, the nectar dream, where passions blend
A honeyed kiss, a lover without end
In your arms, I melt, pure delight
The nectar dream, forever in the night

Your skin flows soft like silk and cream,
Every touch a honeyed theme.
I drift in you, lost in this embrace,
A golden dance, a tender grace.

We float in fields of golden clover,
Bees hum softly, a lover’s cover.
Your lips taste sweet, a honeyed trace,
In this dream, I’m lost in your embrace.

Oh, the nectar dream, where passions blend
A honeyed kiss, a lover without end
In your arms, I melt, pure delight
The nectar dream, forever in the night

In the heart of darkness, we shine as one
A honeyed dream beneath the moon and sun
Your touch, your kiss, pure golden light
In this nectar dream, we take flight

Honeyed whispers float in the air
Your scent, your touch, nothing compares
In this dream, we’re weightless and free
A nectar dance, our sweet decree

Oh, the nectar dream, where passions blend
A honeyed kiss, a lover without end
In your arms, I melt, pure delight
The nectar dream, forever in the night

Golden streams in the quiet night
Honeyed warmth, pulling me into the light
Your touch lingers like a soft sunbeam
Forever lost in the nectar dream

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