People help the people, and if you're homesick, give me your hand and I'll hold it. People help the people, and nothing will drag you down. Oh and if I had a brain, Oh and if I had a brain. I'd be cold as a stone and rich as the fool, that turned, all those good hearts away. God knows what is hiding, in this world of little consequence. Behind the tears, inside the lies, a thousand slowly dying sunsets. God knows what is hiding in those weak and drunken hearts. I guess the loneliness came knocking, no one needs to be alone, oh save me..