What Is Real

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Let me know what is real, what is real, what is real
Let me show what is real, what is real, what is real
Nothing can grow through the pain that remains in our hearts
So le me know what is real, what is real, what is real

I loved you so, so much I can’t explain just how much but
Through it all I had you anyways you were my rock threw all the pain.
You were my shelter from the rain, you kept me from feeling all this pain.
Now your gone and all that left is the memories of our happier times and our love intertwined

But let me know is real, what is real, what is real
Let me know what is real, baby what is real, somebody tell me what is real
Won’t someone tell me what is real, I can’t remain the same
What is real, what is real, let me know what is real.

You are gone, so far away I can’t even dream of brighter days
You took my love away and left me with all the pain.
How can I go on knowing your gone living a lye never wanting to say goodbye ,
But I know I have to let you go even though it hurts inside.

Let me know what is real, what is real, what is real
Let me know what is real, what is real, what is real
Cause nothing can grow through the pain that remains in our hearts
So let me know what is real, what is real, what is real.

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AnonymousAnonymousover 18 years ago
ROCK ON

YOU SO TOTTALLY ROCK. AND WHAT IS REAL IS THE LOVE THAT YOU FEEL FOR THE MAN THAT SITS ON YOUR RIGHT..... AND THE ASSHOLE THAT USE TO BE THERE WILL NEVER KNOW "WHAT IS REAL"...

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