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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
DJ Fresh
DJ Fresh
Performer
Miza
Miza
Performer
Antonio Lyons
Antonio Lyons
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Antonio Lyons
Antonio Lyons
Songwriter
I.R.T MODIBEDI
I.R.T MODIBEDI
Songwriter
Thato Owen Sikwane
Thato Owen Sikwane
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Fresh
DJ Fresh
Producer
Miza
Miza
Producer
Thee Gobbs
Thee Gobbs
Mixing Engineer
Gabriel Tshisikule
Gabriel Tshisikule
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Love
Love
Love
Love
Love
Love
Love
Love
Love
Love
Lovex
Love?
Love
Love
Well are you in love baby? Or is it infatuation baby? Is it that make you wanna to jump out your skin and scream/shout and holla kinda love feeling baby?
Love
I never saw it coming.
Love
You stepped into my life like piano chords surfing bass lines. You dropped deep in the blink of an eye.
I never saw it coming.
Your passion matching my rising like an old school couple dancing in each other’s arms since the beginning of time.
It was an out of body experience, as I watched us from on high.
I heard the Gods name us beauty and perfection. And I almost cried. I almost cried y’all
You an answer to a prayer that my soul only whispered inside.
A secret inside a secret.
You peeled back layers of manhood to reveal the God I always wanted to be.
You revealed potential like a flower seed coming to full bloom. Like the perfect house track on a festive late afternoon. And I took first steps like a toddler cradled by a parents love.
And always, in all ways I run willingly into your arms.
I breathe joy when I look in your eyes. Shy smiles and giggles of delight knowing that your mine
Love
And when we coast from note to note. You in my arms creating new rhythms and melodies. A new dance floor flow
We create new love language, our bodies become one. So pure it blows a blind mans mind.
This new praise dance birthed the rising of the sun. It wept molten tears when the day was done.
Our sweat drenched skin reflected the stars. I kissed universes at the nape of your neck. And I knew satisfaction.
I can’t even pretend I’m not lost. But you keep correcting me I’m found.
I swear I’d know your scent in the thick of a Jozi crowd. Be it Norte taxi rank or rain soaked Afro punk.
Love baby love
Love
Love
Love
Mmmh love
The old ones say this thing will change and stay the same
Our love will sink into comfortable spaces. Fold into my ends being your beginnings. Your dreams my way of being we will become one old school love song. Familiar and fresh.
Making the past present and our love a forever dance. My step incomplete without your step.
This is real love y’all. Ima hold on to the bitter end kinda love. It ain’t a lust thing, it’s a rang thing
Love
Love
Written by: Antonio David Lyons, I.R.T MODIBEDI, Thato Owen Sikwane
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