Текст песни John Lennon - Real

There are no plans, no schemes -
How dreams disappeared at all.
It seems that my whole life was
Move you to you.

Baby fun passed,
I at the beginning of the new scale,
It seems that my whole life was
Move you to you.

Put a cross on solitude
Now it is not here.
You are in the hands of love
You are in her hands
You are in the hands of love
You are in her hands

Now how is the palm visible
The road that he was glared here
It seems that my whole life was
Moveless to love.

Put a cross on fears
There are no fears.
You are in the hands of love
You are in her hands
You are in the hands of love
You are in her hands

With love I was signable for "you",
But, apparently, lived in a sense of six:
It seems that my whole life was
Movement to you