SOMETHING REAL
Nothing surely always makes a sense
No romance, no ideal plans
Giant figures in the red skyline
Go find your star and make it shine
When everybody says you can’t
When plans you’ve made go off track
Just feel the warm wind on your face
The strain you feel onto your lungs
Forget about the bitter run
And make your dreams to something real
To something real
Little boy sitting in his bedroom
With his brand new super-hero costume
Is dreaming of flying in a hot-air balloon
Blue-haired girl under the silvermoon
On her guitar plays out her mood
Is dreaming of singing her favourite tunes
When everybody says you can’t
When plans you’ve made go off track
Just feel the cold wind on your face
The strain you feel onto your lungs
Forget about the bitter run
And bring your dreams to something real
To something real
Woo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo Woo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo
Woo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo Woo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo
Yeah, do something real
Do something real
Do something real