People

We travel single-oh

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