The answer's not in heaven or across the distant seas
It's in the broken hearts of no one, hears or sees
Some spend every second chasing mountains of money
A true friend is worth more than any mansion would be
Man was not born to be an island
And no one alive that don't need a friend
Roaming the world at large in the end
It seems so small
When love seems so helpless, the sky begins to fall
Staring through the doors of time, watching life flying by
Closing your eyes on hope, makes the angels cry
Man was not born to be an island
And no one alive that don't need a friend
And no one alive that don't need a friend
Roaming the world at large
Man was not born to be an island
cruel chilling the spine to the bones every town around is full of people left all alone
trying to move past moments of life that once was shattered repairing old windows to hear new
voices of laughter man was not born to be an island and no one alive that don't need a friend
man was not born to be an island
and no one alive that don't need a friend
and no one alive that don't need a friend