Inside these fits of amorous exuberance Lies the brutality of words The thoughts are fine But the truth makes you a liar So there's just one thing I'll require Let go of the runaway sentimentality Real love in your heart is a weapon Real love gives the pain some direction But if I could, you know I would be your only real love In me and you All thoughts seem to rendezvous On oceans painted by a Moon But that's all just runaway sentimentality It says nothing about what binds you and me Real love in the dark is a presence Real love gives the cries their resonance But if I could, you know I would be real And if I could, you know I would be real to you You know I would It mocks us with the shining stars Reeling side to side in lonely bars Sends us off tall cliffs in tumbling cars It's a pattern, you see? Real love is the tip of the arrow Real love is dangerous and harrowing So put down the runaway sentimentality It says nothing about what blinds you and mePágina 1 / 1