All my little plans and schemes,
lost like some forgotten dreams,
seems that all i really was doing
was waiting for you.
Just like little girls and boys,
playing with their little toys.
seems like all they really were doing
was waiting for love.
Don't need to be alone,
no need to be alone.
it's real love, it's real.
yes it's real love, it's real.
From this moment on i know
exactly where my life will go.
seems that all i really was doing
was waiting for love.
Don't need to be afraid,
no need to be afraid.
it's real love, it's real.
yes it's real love, it's real.
Thought i'd been in love before,
but in my heart, i wanted more.
seems like all i really was doing
was waiting for you.
Don't need to be alone,
don't need to be alone.
it's real love, it's real.
it's real love, it's real.
yes it's real love, it's real.
it's real love, it's real.
yes it's real love, it's real.
it's real love, it's real.
yes it's real love, it's real.
it's real love, it's real.
No deberían ya sorprender tantas letras de canciones, referencias a una banda de sonido para momentos de la vida, de mi vida, nuestra vida. Cada cual escucha la música cómo y cuándo quiere, otros la oyen aunque no suene. Para la venida de mi hijo (cada vez más Alfonso que NN) oigo este tema cuasi perdido de Lennon que retomaron los Beatles restantes para el Anthology a mediados de los 90's. Recomiendo y mucho la versión que hizo Regina Spektor (hacé click en el nombre y escuchala), por su calidad para interpretar y meter emoción demostrando que se puede tocar el piano además de con los dedos.
