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