You think you’ve got it
Ohh, you think you’ve got it
But got it just don’t get it
Till’ there’s nothing at all
We get together
Ohh, we get together
But separate’s always better when there’s feelings involved
If what they say is “Nothing is forever”
what makes, what makes, what makes
what makes, what makes Love LOOVVEEE
(Love the exception)? So why you, why you
Why you, why you, why you -are we so in denial
When we know we’re not happy here? heeeerrreeee…
Nothing at all means there is no thing. Together means there are at least two things birthing something to be separated from. Such confusion so simply sung into the clarity of truth here.
Love is a way of being NOT a way of feeling. Love is a no thing forever. Loving being as my I walks out the door of denial. I know what to do:
Shake it, shake it and don’t mess around baby doll. Be the dance. Be the exception.
I Love it. I Love. Love.