This Is Real
Slept in my clothes again
Couldn't make it to my own bed
I'd only lie awake
Thinking about bills to pay
You know I work all day
Trying to find a way
A way for me to earn
To buy you things that you deserve
You know
Our backs against the wall
You and me against it all
I'll always lie awake
Until my backbone breaks
And when I get home
To the only place I know
I'll shout it high and loud
I only tried to do you proud
And you know
And I hope to God we find some money soon
And I hope to God we find some money soon
This is real, this is real
But I know we'll make it through
This is real, this is real
But I know we'll make it through
Slept on my own again
Exiled from my own bed
I couldn't lie awake
Thinking about what's at stake
The sheets are cold and dry
Thinking of streets in the sky
And you know
And I hope to God we find some money soon
And I hope to God we find some money soon
This is real, this is real
But I know we'll make it through
This is real, this is real
But I know we'll make it through
Love, we don't have much but what we have's enough
Just hold your head up and we'll be okay
Love, we don't have much but what we have's enough
Just hold your head up and we'll be okay
Love, we don't have much but what we have's enough
Just hold your head up and we'll be okay
Love, we don't have much but what we have's enough
Just hold your head up and we'll be okay
Love, we don't have much but what we have's enough
Just hold your head up and we'll be okay
Couldn't make it to my own bed
I'd only lie awake
Thinking about bills to pay
You know I work all day
Trying to find a way
A way for me to earn
To buy you things that you deserve
You know
Our backs against the wall
You and me against it all
I'll always lie awake
Until my backbone breaks
And when I get home
To the only place I know
I'll shout it high and loud
I only tried to do you proud
And you know
And I hope to God we find some money soon
And I hope to God we find some money soon
This is real, this is real
But I know we'll make it through
This is real, this is real
But I know we'll make it through
Slept on my own again
Exiled from my own bed
I couldn't lie awake
Thinking about what's at stake
The sheets are cold and dry
Thinking of streets in the sky
And you know
And I hope to God we find some money soon
And I hope to God we find some money soon
This is real, this is real
But I know we'll make it through
This is real, this is real
But I know we'll make it through
Love, we don't have much but what we have's enough
Just hold your head up and we'll be okay
Love, we don't have much but what we have's enough
Just hold your head up and we'll be okay
Love, we don't have much but what we have's enough
Just hold your head up and we'll be okay
Love, we don't have much but what we have's enough
Just hold your head up and we'll be okay
Love, we don't have much but what we have's enough
Just hold your head up and we'll be okay
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Writer(s): Thomas James Clarke
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