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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brian McFadden
Brian McFadden
Vocals
Guy Chambers
Guy Chambers
Keyboards
Jimmy Hogarth
Jimmy Hogarth
Acoustic Guitar
Richard Flack
Richard Flack
Drum Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brian McFadden
Brian McFadden
Composer
Guy Chambers
Guy Chambers
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Guy Chambers
Guy Chambers
Producer
Richard Flack
Richard Flack
Producer
Paul Stanborough
Paul Stanborough
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Bullshit dinners and the free champagne
Many suits who think they know it all
No one knows me but they know my name
That's not real to me
Hotel lobby to the airplane
Another country but they start to look the same
Watch the world behind the window pane
[Verse 2]
That's not real to me
When I see my babies run
When all the madness has been and gone
I raise my family and live in peace
Now that's what's real to me
[Verse 3]
Real to me
Dying flowers in a dressing room
A dangerous time to let your head make up its own mind
Got me thinking that the spirit's flown
[Verse 4]
That's not real to me
When I see my babies run
When all the madness has been and gone
I raise my family and live in peace
Now that's what's real to me
[Verse 5]
Picnics in the garden and the children, they can play
The first day of the summer and I laze here all the day
And we'll invite the family 'round and drink some English tea
Then I raise up my finger and watch football on TV
[Verse 6]
Now that's what's real to me
When I see my babies run
When all the madness has been and gone
I raise my family and live in peace
Now that's what's real to me
[Verse 7]
That's what's real to me
Real to me
Wake up, you might be dreaming
Wake up, you might be dreaming now
Written by: Brian McFadden, Guy Chambers
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