Love the Way You Think, But I Hate the Way You Act

This song is all weird metaphors and mellow tuneage. I like it until I start to think about it too much and then I start to read consent issues into the lyrics that are… probably not there? Maybe not there? I don’t know. Overthinking song lyrics rarely gets you anywhere.

Now I love to feel that warm southern rain, just to hear it fall is the sweetest sounding thing
And to see it fall on your simple country dress it’s like heaven to me I must confess