Wednesday, March 4, 2009

The Real Thing

There was a time I still remember
From when I was younger
When the real thing and I stood face to face
Eye to eye
The real thing had slick brown hair
Its eyes were hazel
And its heart was pure
I talked to the real thing of loss love and life
The real thing was smart and sweet and awfully handsome
The real thing is what I call true love
The real thing is a guy with a heart of gold and a soul of truth
The real thing knows I love him and he loves me
The real thing is everything every man should be

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