Verse 1: Expression, through sound
In melodic fashion, yea
Sounds heavenly don't it? It's Beautiful ain't it?
And it's kind of like you, said it's kind of like you x2
I tried to explain my love for you, the other day
But you wouldn't understand x2
Can't express these feelings in conversation
So I made this for you, for you

Chorus: And it goes like oh! x2
Said this shit is for you, you, you x2
And it goes like whoa! x2

Verse 2: Expression, through sound
In melodic fashion, yea
Sounds heavenly don't it? It's Beautiful ain't it?
And it's kind of like you, said it's kind of like you x2

Chorus

Outro: Love, Soul, Mirrors, get it? Expressing love through soul while reflecting on:

Me, you, past, future children, relationships, times, situations, emotions, the land and the ocean, the fish and the sky, the birds and the sound. Women and children, the government buildings in cities, suburban and urban, commercial and underground. The tribes and the towns, the real and the fake, how much can we handle or take? Or face? The fear and the courage, emotions, the motion and current, the present and presence of spirits and God, divine intervention, attention, renown, the known, and unknown, keeping control of the controlled, untouchable things, visions that I see, in my head, all made clear for you x3