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