People

We travel single-o

Maybe we're lucky but, I don't know

With them just let one kid fall down

And seven mothers faint

I guess we're both happy

But maybe, we ain't

People, people who need people

Are the luckiest people in the world

We're children needing other children

And yet letting our grown up pride

Hide all the need inside

Acting more like children than children

Lovers are very special people

They're the luckiest people in the world

With one person, one very special person

A feeling deep in your soul

Says you were half now you're whole

No more hunger and thirst

But first be a person who needs people

People who need people

Are the luckiest people in the world