Poor little hairy kids out on their own
They run to the festival to show that
They were one
They've fallen in love
with all human kind
So tell them you love
them
So they don't change their mind.
Write us a book of instructions or
signs
And if it's been written
Then
give us more time
Recite a poem or sing us
a song
And tell us you love us
So we
don't feel alone.
And it's sad that
we weren't born
Like horses and sheep
To know where we're goin', to know
What
we need
But you've written the music
So we'll sing along
But tell us you
love us
So we don't feel alone
Give the poet a poem and the singer a song
And then tell us you love us
So we don't
feel alone.
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