Real Life

Last night I packed up all my clothing Patched up all the holes in yesterday I tried to make it on my own here It gets a little lonely way down here But my father told me, "Son, stand up tall The world is too crowded to live without love" And that's when she walked right through my front door Like some kind of magic, oh, she's got me asking Is this really real life? Is this really real life? Is this really real life? Last night I wrote my own confession Counted up my blessings from today You got anything to slow my beat at night It's just a little hard to believe you're here But my father told me, "Son, stand up tall The world is too crowded to live without love" And that's when she walked right through my front door Like some kind of magic, oh, she's got me asking Is this really real life? Is this really real life? Is it coming from nowhere? I'm worn out at night things She told me she don't care She told me she loved me You can't buy the sunset A kiss on the door step Making a young man keep asking all night Is this really real life? Is this really real life? Is this really real life?