Why don't people want to love, in this world full of hate?
Why don't people seem to care, when friends become irate?
The people running here and there, they never seem to halt.
And when something goes wrong, it never is their fault.
Is this world all too busy for a little thing called love?
Is love just an emotion for the squirrels and the doves?
All the people in the world, never slowing down to talk.
Whatever happened to the parks, where lovers used to walk?
All the people of the of the world, don't notice these simple things,
And never seem to let their hearts and hopes take wing.
I see these troubles all around, and say this with despair,
Why is it all the little things, go by without a care?
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