Jill Scott - Honey Molasses

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Honey molasses, ebony majesty 
Chocolate brown shuga, sweet epiphany 
I waited for your call but you chooz not to call me 
I wonder what happened 
Were you inside a safe space and too I wondered 
Were you thinking about me and if you were 
Why was I feeling so lonely 
By the phone, alone to the bone 
Although the night before you were in my home my body my dome 
In a circle of passion we Paris Italy Japan Africa Rome 
We made music, we trombone 
It was magic the way it happened
Pure electricity 
I felt so excited and afraid at the same time 
I don 't know whether to sing or to rhyme 
Call me 
Honey molasses, ebony majesty 
Chocolate brown shuga, sweet epiphany