Lying, thinking
Last night
How to find my soul a home
Where water is not thirsty
And bread loaf is not stone
I came up with ohing
And I dont believe Im wrong
That nobody,
But nobody
make it out here alone.
Alone, all alone
Nobody, but nobody
make it out here alone.
There are some millionaires
With mohey t use
Their wives run round like banshees
Their children sing the blues
Theyve got expensive doctors
To cure their hearts of stone.
But nobody
No, nobody
make it out here alone.
Alone, all alone
Nobody, but nobody
make it out here alone.
Now if you listen closely
Ill tell you what I know
Storm clouds are gathering
The wind is gonna blow
The raan is suffering
And I hear the moan,
Cause nobody,
But nobody
make it out here alone.
Alone, all alone
Nobody, but nobody
make it out here alone.