We travel single-o   Maybe we're lucky but, I don't know   With them just let one kid fall down   And seven mothers faint   I guess we're both happy   But maybe, we ain't      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 people   They're the luckiest people in the world   With one person, one very special person   A feeling 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 who need people   Are the luckiest people in the world