Interpret:

Rebecca Ferguson

Album:

Heaven

Standing in a line
Wonder why it don't move
Tryna get a hand
Watching people break the rules
And maybe the man in charge, doesn't like my face
But then this world's not always good


And nothing's real but love
Nothing's real but love
No money, no house, no car, can beat love...


They watch us open-mouthed
As we joke around like fools
See who can be the worst
Watch what I can do
But then the door gets slammed, slammed right in my face
And I guess this world's not always good


And nothing's real but love
Nothing's real but love
No house, no car, no job, can beat love...


It won't fill you up
No money, no house, no car, is like love...


La la la la la la
Yeaaah


I put it all away
Holding it down for a rainy day
But what if that day don't come
I need love


No money, no house, no car, is like love...


It don't fill you up
It won't build you up
It won't fill you up


It's not love!


And nothing's real but love


No money, no house, no car, is like love...


Nothing's real but love


No money, no house, no car, is like love....