Real Love - Blanca

This isn’t easy

For me to admit

I got a fire inside and some words I know I can’t keep in

I see faith turning

Into a show

Of Sundays and sermons

And words getting caught in the flow

Oh, but we got real pain and real fears

Thirsting for the drying of our real tears

It’s not satisfying anymore

Ain’t it true that the veil was torn

I don’t need no stained glass

To be washed in his blood

I don’t need no perfect, put together pretty words

To be enough, no

I want Jesus and his real love

Something I crave deep inside of my bones

So you can leave your religion at home

Spent my life trying

To keep all the rules

Now I know it’s about what he’s already done

Not about what I think that I gotta do

I don’t need no stained glass

To be washed in his blood

I don’t need no perfect, put together pretty words

To be enough, no

I want Jesus and his real love

Something I crave deep inside of my bones

So you can leave your religion at home

I want real, real love, hey

I got real pain and real fears

Thirsting for the drying of real tears

It’s not satisfying anymore

Ain’t it true that the veil was torn

I don’t need no stained glass

To be washed in his blood

I don’t need no perfect, put together pretty words

To be enough, no

I want Jesus and his real love

Something I crave deep inside of my bones

So you can leave your religion at home

I want real, real love

I want real, real love

I want real, real love

Oh, ye—yeah, yeah