Fingers wrapped around every inch of your skin
Tell me what kind of shit am I in
Tainted colors on your window frame
Everytime I see you I know It's the same
But one day you'll know my name
I'm looking for that real love
I couldn't stand the way she looked at me
But when I was with you I knew I was free cos
That's when I had that real love
Blow the smoke out of your mouth now
What can trace every ounce
When you see me and I still feel because I know our love was real
Please
Don't take it away
I'm looking for that real love
I'm looking for our real love
With my fingers in your mouth and your hands headed south, I know without a doubt
Please
I'm looking for that real love