Lyrics
We were happy
By that time
We don't dress in jeans and all that, compared
We know that the youth followed the musicians
And the blacks here
Especially the africans
Even the West Indians
Ah, my friend
They we're enjoyin' themselves
They, when they meet
They have a big speaker
With all their eh, amplifiers and all that
And when they blow it
And, some in fact, the blast and drum away
We meet with them and so on
And we can dance all day, all night
Show me love
You can have my soul
Show me love
You can have my heart
(If you're strong enough, strong enough)
You could have my trust
Don't tell no one
Show me love, ah
Baby like tonight it was the only one
And if you take my hand
Maybe we can run
Out of time
Again, yeah
Ah yeah, yeah
Show me love
Love?
Love? (Yeah)
What do you know about love?
What do I know about love?
Yeah, you, what is love?
What is love?
Yeah
I don't know what to feel and it's confusin'
I speak, stumble, feel useless
Your questions become intrusive
The small talk is awkward, divorce rates made cynical
Love lost way to common
Affection is only digital
You, ever tried knowin' before you love
Knowin' before you touch?
I told her on a level I'm not used to this
I have an ego larger than my sense of hubris
Blessed with the snake of Eden, but cursed
With exes like Judas
Love's been different since the dawn of genesis
More X-O, ex knows too much
Loose lips leave holes in boats
Maybe we can stay afloat on a friendship
And try love
Written by: Adeola Badejo, Kwadwo Adu Genfi Amponsah, Kwame Kwei-armah
