Lying, thinking last night
How to find my soul a home
Where water is not thirsty
And breadloaf is not stone
I came up with one thing
And I don't belive 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 millionares with money they can't use
The wise run round like bad Gs
The children singing blues
They got expensive doctors to kill their hearts of stone
But nobody
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 mankind is suffering
And I can hear them 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
