Real Life Wouldn’t it be nice to have a home, just someplace that we could call our own? In winter’s cold, no desperate fear, just some place where you are near. Real life, nothing more: you never know what waits behind the door. Just real life, nothing less givin’ and takin’, hoping for the best. Wouldn't it be nice to have a dream, something more than what seems? Just a vision stowed away: a candle burns in the heat of the day. Just real life, nothing more: you never know what waits behind the door. Just real life, nothing less givin’ and takin’, hoping for the best.