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love is real
03:05
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can you come out to play, come out to play?
you can tell the truth. it'll be ok.
you can take a chance.
you can make a move.
i remember you love to dance.
i can hear your heart singing.
swim in the ocean, walk the boardwalk,
ride bicycles down the avenue.
nothing else matters. i'm with you.
nothing else matters. i'm with you.
i won't go away when you fall asleep.
i won't go away 'cause you're mean to me when you get confused.
i won't go away when you don't put your make-up on.
i won't go away. I won't go away.
nothing to lose, nothing to lose.
nothing to lose, nothing to lose.
the sun and the sky, the moon and the tide,
love is real.
the stars in your eyes, a face that won't lie,
love is real.
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how do i know
02:33
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how do I know you're on my side.
everyone's playing tricks. i'm terrified.
did you hear that. the neighbors laughin at me,
he's listening in through the walls and over the phone.
In the dark when I'm alone
he'll come after me. i've got to get away.
It's not safe.
how do I know, how do I know,
how do I know, how do I know.
how do you know, how do you know,
how do you know, how do you know.
how do you know i'm on your side.
i love you. i miss you. i'm sad.
i've worried and worried. you don't understand.
i've hurt myself so bad.
how do I know, how do I know,
how do I know, how do I know.
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love is a sound
03:40
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don't have to go looking for love
don't have to go looking for fear and anger
which is stronger? you can decide
have you tried, have you ever tried to be perfect?
cuz you think you're not good, not good, not good enough
open your eyes, open your mind, open your hands
nothing to hide, plenty that hurts, you don't have to hold on
love is a sound and a feeling, can you tune in?
blue is the color, this is my voice
don't have to feel judged, don't have to defend, don't have to react
have you tried, have you ever tried to leave yourself
cuz you wanted to be somebody else, somebody else, somebody else
open your eyes, open your mind, open your hands
nothing to hide, plenty that hurts, you don't have to hold on
you can stop running from your own life
everything you have is all that you need
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Theresa Rosas Brooklyn, New York
Pianist, songwriter, and teacher based in Brooklyn, NY.
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