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