Real Love
Pick up your phone, baby, let's not be enemies
I'm out here alone, but it's okay, I go to sleep, hmm
Your money runs slow and you never take your phone
Living your life as you go and singing in the snow
You're free as a bird, so dumb and young and hurt
But that is all good to me
Real love, I think it is real love
My heart is cold, but it's melting up slow
I think it's real love, I think it's real love
Blooming in my thoughts
And shaking me as I go, rocking my world real slow
I think it's real love, I think it's real love
I pick up my attitude and it is getting bleak
I'd never do that, but for you, I feel differently, hmm
I text you every evening, always crying when I'm leaving
Like a goddamn fool, but I hate it all
I can't get enough, no god
So dumb and young at heart
In theory, that is all good to me
Real love, I think it is real love
My heart is cold, but it's melting up slow
I think it's real love, I think it's real love
Blooming in my thoughts
And then my shaking bones rocking my world real slow
I think it's real love, I think it's real love
You could be the one to run away with me
In your heart, your mind, your body, yeah
You could be the one to run away with me
In this wild world, yeah, wild world, yeah
I think it's real love
You could be the one to run away with me
With your heart, your mind, your body, yeah
You could be the one to run away with me
Into this wild world, yeah, wild world, yeah
Wild world, yeah, wild world, yeah
I'm out here alone, but it's okay, I go to sleep, hmm
Your money runs slow and you never take your phone
Living your life as you go and singing in the snow
You're free as a bird, so dumb and young and hurt
But that is all good to me
Real love, I think it is real love
My heart is cold, but it's melting up slow
I think it's real love, I think it's real love
Blooming in my thoughts
And shaking me as I go, rocking my world real slow
I think it's real love, I think it's real love
I pick up my attitude and it is getting bleak
I'd never do that, but for you, I feel differently, hmm
I text you every evening, always crying when I'm leaving
Like a goddamn fool, but I hate it all
I can't get enough, no god
So dumb and young at heart
In theory, that is all good to me
Real love, I think it is real love
My heart is cold, but it's melting up slow
I think it's real love, I think it's real love
Blooming in my thoughts
And then my shaking bones rocking my world real slow
I think it's real love, I think it's real love
You could be the one to run away with me
In your heart, your mind, your body, yeah
You could be the one to run away with me
In this wild world, yeah, wild world, yeah
I think it's real love
You could be the one to run away with me
With your heart, your mind, your body, yeah
You could be the one to run away with me
Into this wild world, yeah, wild world, yeah
Wild world, yeah, wild world, yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Mads Kristiansen, Ajay Bhattacharyya, Tobias Laust, Karen Orsted
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