Song Description
A young man goes back in the summer to visit his old home town and a childhood friend he used to hang out with. Now that friend has turned into a beautiful woman, and his feelings change... he begins to wonder if he is falling in love.
| Song Length |
4:14 |
Genre |
Folk - Country, Country - Americana |
| Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Endearing |
Subject |
Attracted, Crush |
| Similar Artists |
Alabama |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
The Real Thing
(verse)Trees in the moonlight, feet in the sand
Crickets are humming, you take my hand
My heart, like a firefly trapped in the light
Burns with a fire as we walk hand in hand in the night
(chorus)Could this be the real thing, the real thing
Are you my heart's desire?
Could you be the first one and the last one?
Could I promise my heart?
Could I promise my life tonight?
(verse)A vision of blue jeans with holes in the knees
Tow headed cowgirl fighting for dreams
Now you're tall as the saplings that wave in the breeze
And looking at you now is driving me down to my knees
(chorus)
(bridge)We used to swing in that tire by the creek under hot summer childhood skies?
Now the creek's almost empty, my how you've grown...
I wonder if you're busy for the rest of your life?
(verse)Wind in a whisper comes from the hills
I give you my jacket to ward off the chill
Moon in the pine trees, bats on the wing
I pull you closer, my heart's almost dying to sing
(chorus)
? 2002 Charlotte Seawell and Tim Seawell