Can't Call It Love

I'm feeling you like an old school instrumental I'm getting in the mood, and feeling sentimental The way you look at me, no, it ain't accidental Though I ain't clear if it's real, or if you've hit me central Cause I'm not the type to automatically get complicated Though your time and affection show nuff appreciated I understand, real love is underestimated For such a blessing, gotta know that I really waited Really waited Just can't call it love, no baby no, no baby no Just can't call it love, no baby no, no baby no Chemistry is dynamite, like Vogel bread and Marmite But what if we collide like Superman and kryptonite? Opposite ends, baby of the periodic table Molecules, when joined, becoming unstable But I'm not the type to straight jump into the deep end Though I am feeling you, I cannot pretend Oh no, I cannot pretend Just can't call it love, no baby no, no baby no Just can't call it love, no baby no, no baby no