Fo' da soul.

Why is there death in your eyes?
Have you not felt love?
Have you not felt the exchange of human emotion?
You're missing out baby,
It's the best thing out here in this thing called life,
Ever hear of holding hands and kissing in the sand,
Never been kissed in the rain before to the sounds of a jazz band,
Oh baby,
You missing it,
Get from that corner and live through this divine love,
I heard it's good for the soul,
You know,
Like how yo granny cook them mash potatoes,
That kind of love,
That pressing comb sitting on the stove kind of love,
That she's been on her feet cooking for you kind of love,
That I'm gone grease that scalp for ya when you make it home kind of love,
It's a love that's gone and may never come back kind of love,
Calling it a rarity is an understatement,
So don't run from it,
Grab it and run,
For the sake of your soul,
Don't you dare let go