Brian McFadden -Real to me

bullshit dinners and a free champagne Men in 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 aeroplane Another country but they start to look the same Watch the world behind a windowpane That's not real to me When I see my babies run When all the madness has really gone I raise my family and live in peace Now that's what's real to me, real to me Dying flowers in a dressing room A dangerous time to let your head make up its own mind Got me thinking 'bout the spirits flown That's not real to me When I see my babies run When all the madness has really gone I raise my family and live in peace Now that's what's real to me 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 Yeah Oooh Now that's what's real to me When I see my babies run When all the madness has really gone I raise my family and live in peace Now that's what's real to me That's what's real to me, real to me Wake up, You might be dreaming Wake up, You might be dreaming now