Sunday, June 14, 2009

Real World
by Matchbox Twenty


I wonder what its like to be the rainmaker
I wonder what its like to know that I made the rain
I'd store it in boxes with little yellow tags on everyone
And you can come and see them when I'm...done...
When I'm done

I wonder what its like to be a super hero
I wonder where I'd go if I could fly around downtown
From some other planet, I get this funky high on yellow sun
Boy I bet my friends will be...stunned...
They're stunned

(chorus)
Straight up, what did you hope to learn about here
If I were someone else, would this all fall apart
Strange, where were you, when we started this gig,
I wish the real world, would just stop hassling me

I wonder what its like to be the head honcho
I wonder what I'd do if they all did just what I said
I'd shout out an order, I think were out of this man get me some
Boy don't make me wanna change my...tone...
My tone

(chorus)
Please don't change, please don't break
The only thing that seems to work at all is you
Please don't change, at all from me to you...
And you to me

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