[Verse 1]
Sometimes I feel the world is
Just one big, gigantic merry-go-round
You gotta hold on tight
Or you get hurled though the air
Yea, life is a 3 ring circus
With clowns and freaks and camels and such
And you never know when
You might be attacked by the bears
Give me love, give me love
Love me good
give me love, give me love
Love me good
Sometimes I feel like I'm afraid
Of my own shadow and then
Sometimes I can feel as bold as as Gemghis Khan
But I could never lvie in a yurt
On a diet of Mongolian barbeque
I conquer the world for the moment
Then the moment is gone
let us take a moment now
To bow our heads and pray
If only to give thanks for
Making it thru another day
Sometiems I wish I was
In a movie or some 70s TV thing
Where everything gets neatly wrapped
By the end of the show
Yea, but this ain't hollywood
And this sure ain't the Brady Bunch
And how this plot's gonna all pan out
I don't really know
Love Me Good
Song Meaning
Michael W. Smith keeps "Love Me Good" light and self-deprecating, comparing ordinary daily chaos to a circus and a merry-go-round — "life is a 3 ring circus, with clowns and freaks and camels and such, and you never know when you might be attacked by the bears." The exaggeration is deliberate; the song isn't describing a crisis, just the ordinary, low-grade unpredictability of getting through a day.
"Sometimes I feel like I'm afraid of my own shadow, and then sometimes I can feel as bold as Genghis Khan" admits how quickly mood and confidence swing without any real cause, refusing to pretend to a steadier emotional state than the singer actually experiences. In the middle of that instability, one line shifts registers entirely: "let us take a moment now to bow our heads and pray, if only to give thanks for making it through another day."
"This ain't Hollywood, and this sure ain't the Brady Bunch" closes the song refusing a tidy ending, matching its own honest observation that most days don't resolve as neatly as television does.