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, special people ‘Cause they’re the luckiest people in the world One person, just one very special person A feeling so 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, people who need people Are the luckiest people in the world