Something real

Array of fortunate life

But could you live through the fight?

No you couldn't...

All these years of sheltered emotion

In all these years I've seen no devotion from you



I could offer honesty

If every day offered something real



Decay of fortune and might

But would you stand up and fight?

No you wouldn't...

All these years without any notion

In all these years I've seen no devotion from you



I could offer honesty

If every day offered something real