What's Real

I’ve been dreaming of what’s real
I’ve been dreaming just to feel
Home, I could stay in for the night and call this town
I’m in my home, but in the morning I will go
I’ve been stuck with the same kind of people
Just blind and drunk, we can never see what’s real, see what’s real
I’ve been trapped in all kinds of places
Take me away so I can find what’s real, find what’s real
I’ve been awaken, I can see
I’ve been awaken, I can feel
Home, I could stay in for the night and call this town
I’m in my home
When I wake up in the morning I will pack my things and go
With the wind at my back
Fade away into black
I’ve been stuck with the same kind of people
Just blind and drunk, we can never see what’s real, see what’s real
I’ve been trapped in all kinds of places
Take me away so I can find what’s real, find what’s real
Home
Home
And in the morning I will go
I’ve been stuck with the same kind of people
Just blind and drunk, we can never see what’s real, see what’s real
I’ve been stuck with the same kind of people
Just blind and drunk, we can never see what’s real, see what’s real
I’ve been trapped in all kinds of places
Take me away so I can find what’s real, find what’s real
What is real
What is real
I’ve been dreaming