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sometimes this is such a cold place
money makes the world turn, and quickly
everyone looks out for number one
among 5000 talking heads i am so alone
sometimes all i want is someone to walk with
a hand to hold, a soft breath in my ear
sweet deep eyes to fall into, a heart to reach for
a touch and a smile to lift the sun in the sky
sometimes all the doors fall shut and lock
intentions are for naught, assumptions rule
what you want to see is all you'll take
friendship is much too much to ask for
sometimes i wish i could fix the whole world
lift a sheltering wing over the lost and hungry
heal the wounded ere they wound again
be a friend to the friendless lonely people
sometimes reality isn't nearly enough
dreams are needed to make a life worthwhile
i think, i need, i want, i feel, i am
not dead to the world, afraid, alone
Joel
November 2001
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