I can’t find a thunder of golf
In the day we’ve met and you let it mold
I tried to get a job
Don’t be sad I don’t belong
Last she’s not giving wrong
And I walk on these streets
And the streets, they walk on me
And I see dark corners in the river
And I can’t be away
I can’t wait to find, I can’t wait to find
My little place
In the real world, in the real world
The real world
Now I’ve given myself to you
I can’t sleep in the park
And I’ll give you all my clothes
And you helped me to start
Start anew again, anew again
And I look into you and you look into me
And I see dark corners in the river
And I can’t be away
I can’t wait to find, I can’t wait to find
My little place
In the real world, in the real world
And I walk on these streets
And the streets, they walk on me
And I see dark corners in the river
And I can’t be away
I can’t wait to find, I can’t wait to find
My little place
In the real world, in the real world
The real world, the real world