People are so strange wouldn't you agree

Was it by design, by God's decree

That our jigsaw existence is out of order

So, we spend our life framing in the border

At times the tedious work brings our spirit down

And we worry about friends yet to be found

Somewhere, someone is crying for you,

Somewhere, someone is dying to be near you

You can't worry what the world thinks of you

If you did you would no longer, be you

Without what little love there is today

Life as we know it would slowly fade away

If by circumstance you’re alone with a knife

Looking at the steel and judging your life

Just remember when you’re feeling down

There is a friend somewhere to be found

 Somewhere, someone is crying for you,

Somewhere, someone is dying to be near you