[Intro: Akua Naru]

If love had a sound, this would be that sound

Love, mm, love

We would be the band to play it, uh

[Verse: Akua Naru]

My ghetto butterfly flew away from me, uh

I wait patiently by windows and doorsteps

Play make-believe as my tears pour, chest

Won't succeed to breathe if not the air of you

Surely there hasn't never been a shade so blue

A stink attitude, so not mad at you

Not a magnitude to encompass the latitude

Of my love for you

No space or time compatible, uh

What do I have to do? What do I have to do?

Ooh, my friends say I got it bad for you

I do, but there's nothing in this world I'd rather do

*Inhale* But you

Hey, I want to make love to your existence

Drenched in the colors of your energy

Then masturbate to the memories

I wanna lose myself inside yourself

Until you find me, confine me, to the freedom of your prison

Exist in the same space, same time

Combine until your thoughts slow grind with mine

Combine until your thoughts slow grind with mine

Combine until your thoughts slow grind with mine

My, I want to drink the sweat off your intellect

Reflect and watch your light passion mark my neck

Caress the sight of your presence with no question

Undress, to the nakedness of love, pure love

I want to make love to my soul mate, uh, my soul mate

Make love to my soul mate, uh, my soul mate

Make love to my soul mate, shit

I wonder, how does it feel to make love to your soul mate? Uh

Kind of like writing poetry till climax

Till the point and place where our space and time match

And we cross divine paths

Tell me, would you like that?

How would like that? Tell me, would you like that?

Now would you like that? Tell me, would you like that?

Would you like that? Tell me

*Inhale* Uh

I wanna love you more than madly

Wrap these legs around your words

Until your speech is straddled deep, gladly

Swim the currents of your vibrations

Be separate and one with the same meditation

Uh, the same mediation

This is poetry

[Bridge: Akua Naru]

Huh

Play that sax, Julian

Play that sax, yeah

[Outro: Akua Naru]

If love had a sound, this would be that sound

And we would be the band to play it