The Jazz Song (Real)

Watching my friends laugh
At everything you said
Falling at your feet
Like you are god
Like you are a god
And I came in the side door
Watching your laugh fly from the wall
Iím searching for signs of life here
Underneath it all
Underneath it all
And I am thinking
Where did real go
Round here
I mean how long has it been
Since you have felt a part of
And not the friend that everyone says they are friends with
How long long long has it been
Cuz you look like a cutout
Technicolor kid
With everything around you spinning
You just seem to sit back
Watch it all spin
And Iím watching and listening
Yeah look at you listening to us all
Youíre trying to put your finger on something around here
Something around here thatís got a pulse
And Iím thinking where the hell did real go round here
I mean how long has it been
Since you have felt a part of
And not the friend that everybody claims theyíre friends with
How long has it been
But in your arms a dreamer
Who needs everything from you
And in her eyes there is no distance
Between the two of you
And I thought here here here
Here is real now
I mean Iím looking right at it
From this wall
Here, here is real now
And in her presence everybody else falls
Everybody falls