Something Real

My mama said "you can't sing"
My daddy said "you just stand still"
Well my grandma told me I got the swing
Cause she couldn't hear a single thing

I decided not to care
I decided to go my way
Packed my bags and left
Aiming only for the best

So I heard that singing
Real fast is the key
To be a good singer
To have it in me

Although fast notes are quite fun
They don't make that warm feeling flow
How should any melody be sung
To make you get the chills from head to toe

So I heard that singing
Real slow is what's hard
It's what made Sinatra shine in the dark
It's what made Chet Baker reach over the sea
And it's what will make a good singer of me

The slow thing worked for a while
But I felt the need for something more
So I tried changing my style
Cause singing slow was such a bore

So after the journey
To find my own voice
I learned that the secret
Was just to enjoy
To sing with my heart
And leave reason behind
To forget my body
And loosen my mind

So after the journey
To find my own voice
I learned that the secret
Was just to enjoy
To sing with my heart
And leave reason behind
To forget my body
And loosen my mind
Loosen my mind