You know I like talking
You listen to me
You hold me so tightly
Would you let me be free?

I get goosebumps when you call me
‘Cause I think about when you touched me
In that closet at that party
Before we drank too much

Yeah, that’s where it all started
In your studio apartment
‘Cause your old couch and that carpet
They were made for us

Baby, I don’t care ‘bout money
I don’t care about your past
I just want a love that’s gonna last
You give me something I can feel, feel, feel
You give me something that is real, real, real

You give me something that is real
You give me something I can feel
You give me something that is real
You give me something I can feel
Something I can feel
Something that is real

Wherever you take me
It feels like it’s home
And you could be seven hundred miles away
But I don’t feel alone

I still remember that feeling
Where we starred up at your ceiling
I know you could hear my heart beating
Beating through my chest

Yeah, that’s where it all started
In your studio apartment
And I don’t gotta tell ya
You know what happened next

Baby, I don’t care ’bout money
I don’t care about your past
I just want a love that’s gonna last
You give me something I can feel, feel, feel
You give me something that is real, real, real

You give me something that is real
You give me something I can feel
You give me something that is real
You give me something I can feel
Something I can feel
Something that is real

When I’m with you I can be myself
When I’m with you there’s nobody else
When I’m with you I can be myself
Myself

You give me something that is real
You give me something I can feel
You give me something that is real
You give me something I can feel
Something I can feel
Something that is real

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