Real Love Songtext
von Coyle Girelli

Real love
Is it real love?
One that sings like a bird on the wind
Is it real love?

This time
Is it mine?
Finally, does it′s sword swing for me?
Is it real love?
Real love
Real love sweating in the night over me


It don't matter that it burns you
Baby everybody′s hurt
All those nights filled with the tears you cried
Grew roses in the dirt
And there ain't a knife can cut as deep
As a pen writing goodbye
And once again it pulls me deeper and swallows me like wine

Oh its real love
Yeah it's real love
Finally, does its song play for me?
Is it real love?
Oh finally, does its song play for me?
Is it real love?
Real love
Real love