The answer's not in heaven or across the distant seas
It's in the broken hearts that no one hears or sees
Some spend every second chasing mountains of money
A true friend is worth more than any mansion might 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
Life can be cold and 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