Real Love

A crumpled sheet, an open door
A voice that calls his name
And careless words she says when you're alone
Attraction of a different kind
It's funny how you change your mind
So different in the cold, grey light of day

Sitting counting minutes
On a clock that isn't there
Wondering if they
Ever know her name

But is that real love
If you can turn and walk away?
Is it the real thing
If you don't need me every day?

He leaves the house without a glance
To see if curtains move
As far as he's concerned, he said goodbye
She clears away the empty glass
And washes out all the memories
She wonders if he even knew her name

Sitting counting minutes
On a clock that isn't there
Wondering if they
Ever know her name

But is that real love
If you don't cry when I'm away?
It's not the real thing
If you don't need me every day

Is that real love
If you can turn and walk away?
Is it the real thing
If you don't need me every day?

Is that real love
If you don't cry when I'm away?
It's not the real thing
If you don't need me every day

Is that real love
If you can turn and walk away?
It's not the real thing
If you don't need me every day

It's not the real thing
If you don't need me every day
It's not the real thing
If you don't need me every day