There is more to the story than this
more than the morning routine
If I open my eyes I can glimpse
pieces of eternity
I can hear a whisper, like a secret
I can see a glimmer, and I know know that
the reality of love, reality of love
(it, it's so close to me)
the reality of love, reality of love
(it, it's so close to me)
there is more to the story than this
more than the sorrow inside
even when you are clenching your fists
there's more to the battles you fight
oh can't you hear it calling
like the moon at night?
even when you're falling don't you know that
all we are, all we do
in the mysterious
this is real, this is true
in the mysterious
oh can't you hear it calling
like the moon at night?
even when you're falling don't you know that
the reality of love, reality of love (repeat)
1,2,3,4