People

People People who need people Aren't we all the same? Really When a mother holds her baby, huh Joy is the same no matter what country she lives in Lovers are lovers no matter under What government they make love We inhabit this tiny planet together and If we have to survive It will have to be together, or, or not at all We must recognize that we are just People People who need people Are the luckiest people in the world We're children, needing other children And yet letting a 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 First be a person who needs people People who need people Are the luckiest people in the world With one person, one very special person No more hunger and thirst First be a person who needs people People who need people Are the luckiest people in the world So many friendly face I love it