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von Gianni Pettenati

People, people who need people
Are the luckiest people in the world
World′s children needing of all children
And that fleeting of grain of pride
Hide all the need inside
Helping 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 hungered thirst
But first be a person who needs people

People who need people
Are the luckiest people in the world