Melanie Follow

Poor little hairy kids out on their ownThey run to the festival to show thatThey were oneThey've fallen in love with all human kindSo tell them you love themSo they don't change their mind.Write us a book of instructions or signsAnd if it's been writtenThen give us more timeRecite a poem or sing us a songAnd tell us you love usSo we don't feel alone.And it's sad that we weren't bornLike horses and sheepTo know wherew e're goin', to knowWhat we needBut you've written the musicSo we'll sing alongBut tell us you love usSo we don't feel aloneGive the poet a poem and the singer a songAnd then tell us you love usSo we don't feel alone.