They're putting up the chairs to close She let me settle up my tab I told her button up your coat it's cold I ain't too drunk to hail us a cab
We can get a cup of coffee Unless you got to get back home
Sitting across the table A gypsy couldn't read her mind I took her hand and told her I just want to crawl into her eyes
She shook her head and said it's cruel Cool is just a cheap disguise
Have you ever known a real love? The kind of love that makes you feel, love? No, this ain't let's make a deal, love Make an angel give his wings up It makes you guilty 'cause you want more If it's a kiss that you would die for Feels like you're falling through the stars If it can break your heart It's real love
We drank that muddy pot of coffee It was morning when I walked her home I never been this lonely Lying in this bed alone
Her words still ringing in my head Her sad eyes sunk me like a stone
Have you ever known a real love? The kind of love that makes you feel, love? No, this ain't let's make a deal, love Make an angel give his wings up It makes you guilty 'cause you want more If it's a kiss that you would die for Feels like you're falling through the stars If it can break your heart It's real love
I put on the same shirt And I ran out the door Stole a fistful of roses from the sidewalk store Just my heart in my hands I had nothing to throw Standing up on her front step Calling to her window
Have you ever known a real love? The kind of love that makes you feel, love? No, this ain't let's make a deal, love Make an angel give his wings up It makes you guilty 'cause you want more If it's a kiss that you would die for Feels like you're falling through the stars If it can break your heart It's real love Feels like you're falling through the stars If it can break your heart It's real love
Compositores: William Falcone (Billy Falcon), John Francis Bongiovi (Jon Bon Jovi) ECAD: Obra #15800589 Fonograma #12675233