Good Book

Poor little hairy kids out on their own
They ran to the festival to show that they were one
They′ve fallen in love with all humankind
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

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la

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
And tell us you love us, so we don′t feel alone

Give the poet a poem and the singer a song
And tell us you love us
So we don’t feel alone
So we don′t feel alone
So we don’t feel alone
You gotta tell us you love us
So we don’t feel all alone