Dedicated to Candz ;)
Well... think of it as a bday song to you... it's a sad song though...
ah well...

Living in the Real World

The sky's high for a reason
I don't think I wanna pry
It's like the birds telling you
If you aint got wings then you don't deserve to fly

I apologize for dreaming
It changes everything we know
Do you still remember we were
Counting angel wings on virgin snow

When I find my heart is broken
All the green then turns to blue
That's the colour of a tearful cloud
A wish that can't come true

And you told me that the wonders
of the world was like a lullaby
A nightingale in the summer night
Well nightingale, pls tell me why

And I know... goodbyes are the hardest things to say
And I'll try... to understand why you walked the other way
But please... turn to me and touch me just one more time
It would be one fine last memory
And I can live in the real world
I can live in the real world

Songs make little impact when
We've closed off the radio bar
It's like shooting straight past two moons
to catch that ever-falling star

It's quite a circus sitting around
with really nothing much to say
I've been there and back
And I tell you what, we're not just there to play

And I know... goodbyes are the hardest things to say
And I'll try... to understand why you walked the other way
But please... turn to me and touch me just one more time
It would be one fine last memory
And I can live in the real world
I can live in the real world

Pull all stops and take the bus now I don't care
I see my dreams turn into dust now, still you're there
And if I had a picture frame
Would you please give me your name
And the Gods will cry just one last time for
you and me and the angels in the snow

And I know... goodbyes are the hardest things to say
And I'll try... to understand why you walked the other way
But please... turn to me and touch me just one more time
It would be one fine last memory
And I can live in the real world
I can live in the real world

No more a memory
Living in the real world

Goodbye little girl of dreaming
I thought you were good to me
A silver kiss on my lips beneath
the shade of love's only tree

You told my life as if a story
that could make the stars wanna cry
I don't know stars all that well
But I know the sky's still pretty high

Ee Pin