There must be a guardian angel watching over me|'Cause the universe sure smacked me down and it could've ended badly|I lay there bemused and bewildered from the shock of the fall,|which turned to amazement as good people rallied to my distress call|All we are in this world is what we are to each other |And love is the reason we help one another|And the point of this life is to get along|To make this world better before your time's gone|Think of all you still have and not what you've lost|The point of this life is to get along and give it all you've got|We get sidetracked with high expectations and wrong-headed plans|We nod in agreement and just go along and give in to endless demands|So what is the sense we can make of all this as we shape-shift and stand on our heads?|Make time for living 'cause one day it'll come to an end|And the point of this life is to get along|To make this world better before your time's gone|Look at all you still have and not what you've lost|The point of this life is to get along and give it all you've got|I'm not here to preach, it's just something I've learned and should tell|We all get our wake-ups and yeah, it can really be hell|But when you're going through hell don't stop there keep going|Reach out to your people and take strength in knowing|That the point of this life is to get along|To make things a little better before your time's gone|Bring something to the party and share what you've brought|The point of this life is to get along and give it all you've got|