Nothing’s Real But Love Rebecca Ferguson
Wonder why it don’t move
Tryna get a hand
Watching people break the rules
Maybe the man in charge, doesn’t like my face
But then as real not a always good
And nothing’s real but love
Nothing’s real but love
No money, no house, no car, can beat love…
The roar just opened light
As it don’t grand like blues
See who can be the waste
Watch what I can do
But then the door gets slammed, slammed right in my face
And I guess this world not always good
And nothing’s real but love
Nothing’s real but love
No house, no car, no job, can beat love…
It won’t fill you up
No money, no house, no car, is like love…
La la la la la la
Yeaaah
I put it all away
Holding it down for a rainy day
But wouldn’t that day will come
I need love
No money, no house, no car, is like love…
It don’t fill you up
It won’t build you up
It won’t fill you up
It’s not love!
And nothing’s real but love
No money, no house, no car, is like love…
Nothing’s real but love
No money, no house, no car, is like love….
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Rebecca Ferguson,
Western Songs
