Just Thinking - Slightly Stoopid

You know that lovin' ain’t enough to make the world go 'round

You know that lovin' ain’t enough to make you world renowned

It’s just enough to make you move and want to feel the ground

When you down, and you out

And you know, because we’re holding on to lovin'

The type of feelin', make you want to implode

Or, like a time bomb ticking, explode

Or it’s a feeling that you wanted to know how the world isn’t over

'Cause we’re holding on to lovin'

Because we’re holding on to lovin'

Yeah, hey

Using caution when I’m approaching

Have to obtain perfection

Music often acts as a cushion

As well as my main obsession

My aim and direction came in the session

Dressed as positive vibes

There’s never a question

I feel like I’m blessed to just be part of the pride

The feeling is hard to describe

Call it a faith, or call it a drive

No matter the space or size

This magic will happen in front of your eyes

And whether you’re dead or alive

Late, or way ahead of your time

You possess the power to change

The negative forces set in your mind

See, love is a seed

As soon as it feeds off human emotion and action

The one you can feel when something is real

And not just a limited caption

We move in a primitive fashion

Logic is missing, we give in to passion

And we can get lost and thrown off course

And keep it prevented from crashing

I know what you asking;

«What is the purpose» and «Are my efforts worthless?»

«Can it be reached, if I can get deep

Or am I just scratching the surface?»

Well, I was just thinking of ways

Of slinging the meaning and making the phrase

'Cause trying to personify love

Is harder than writing with ink on a page