People

People can be bums, kings, or punks

But we're all the same

We crawled out of the sea, grew some feet

And developed a brain

That's what teacher John taught me

I must have been eight or nine

Then you came in, like a church

I was saved, I saw the light

People come, people go

But there are no people like you

People kiss, people laugh

But they they don't have nothing on you

People get a job, get a dog

And get stuck in the race

We think we're so advanced, more like ants

If you're looking from space

Yeah, the Earth may go around

And the sun may shine on all of us

But there's no one here like you

Never will, and never was

People come, people go

But there are no people like you

People kiss, people laugh

But they they don't have nothing on you

We fell in love

We fell in love

And we keep on falling

And I'm so lucky

Lucky, lucky

That I get to fall with you

People can be bums, kings, or punks

But we're all the same

Yeah, we're all the same

Yeah, we're all the same

People come, people go

But there are no people like you

People kiss, people laugh

But they they don't have nothing on you