When the truth is found to be liesAnd all the joy within you diesDon't you want somebody to love?Don't you need somebody to love?Wouldn't you love somebody to love?You better find somebody to love.When the morning flowers, baby are dead, yes.And your mind, your mind is so full of dread.Don't you want somebody to love?Don't you need somebody to love?Wouldn't you love somebody to love?You better find somebody to love.-thank you Grace!