| "Never Feel Alone" | |
| Never Feel Alone Words & Music by Joanna Sandsmark Used to be the world was a friendly place Everybody had a familiar face Life was slow Then the starter's gun for the human race Crammed us in the city, a lonely place For the soul Chorus: Late night television in the room Infomercial selling some new broom Movies made of Technicolor dreams Some old man is fishing western streams And I never really feel alone With a television and a phone Some who were around strangers all day long Lost their way in multi-cultural throng Nameless face Packed and moved away to that country air Neighbor is a deer and a mangy hare Lonely place [Chorus] Doesn't really matter if there're crowds or space Doesn't really matter whatever the place That you live It's all about the people you have met Whether face to face, phone or internet Got love to give [Chorus] copyright Sept. 2004 by Joanna Sandsmark | |