Alone
Lying, thinking
Last night
How to find my soul a homeWhere water is not thirsty And bread loaf is not stone
I came up with one thing And I don't believe I'm wrong
That nobody, But nobody Can make it out here alone.
Alone, all alone Nobody, but nobody Can make it out here alone.
There are some millionaires With money they can't use
Their wives run round like banshees Their children sing the blues
They've got expensive doctors To cure their hearts of stone.
But nobody No, nobody Can make it out here alone.
Alone, all alone Nobody, but nobody Can make it out here alone.
Now if you listen closely I'll tell you what I know
Storm clouds are gathering The wind is gonna blow
The race of man is suffering And I can hear the moan,
'Cause nobody, But nobody Can make it out here alone.
Alone, all alone Nobody, but nobody Can make it out here alone.
Maya Angelou










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