The Needle of the Human Race
You wouldn't know me from a crowded room
But perhaps you would from my dreams
I met a woman once there before
Sewn between the fabric of wishful seams
Maybe I'm the stranger sitting at the bar
Or your the eyes in a lonely face
A fleeting glance
A shooting star
If a picture says a thousand words
Then I'm confident that you could do the same
Shall we take our curiosity out for a walk
Trying to give each other's love a name
Maybe I'm the stranger sitting at the bar
Or your the eyes in a lonely face
A fleeting glance
A shooting star
The Needle of the Human Race
The Needle of the Human Race
An endless thirst for the universe to send me someone to hold
But the burden to find someone lies squarely on my shoulders
If a picture says a thousand words
Then I'm confident that you could do the same
Shall we take our curiosity out for a walk
Trying to give each other's love a name
Maybe I'm the stranger sitting at the bar
Or your the eyes in a lonely face
A fleeting glance
A shooting star
The Needle of the Human Race
The Needle of the Human Race
You wouldn't know me from a crowded room
But perhaps you would from my dreams
I met a woman once there before
Sewn between the fabric of wishful seams
But perhaps you would from my dreams
I met a woman once there before
Sewn between the fabric of wishful seams
Maybe I'm the stranger sitting at the bar
Or your the eyes in a lonely face
A fleeting glance
A shooting star
If a picture says a thousand words
Then I'm confident that you could do the same
Shall we take our curiosity out for a walk
Trying to give each other's love a name
Maybe I'm the stranger sitting at the bar
Or your the eyes in a lonely face
A fleeting glance
A shooting star
The Needle of the Human Race
The Needle of the Human Race
An endless thirst for the universe to send me someone to hold
But the burden to find someone lies squarely on my shoulders
If a picture says a thousand words
Then I'm confident that you could do the same
Shall we take our curiosity out for a walk
Trying to give each other's love a name
Maybe I'm the stranger sitting at the bar
Or your the eyes in a lonely face
A fleeting glance
A shooting star
The Needle of the Human Race
The Needle of the Human Race
You wouldn't know me from a crowded room
But perhaps you would from my dreams
I met a woman once there before
Sewn between the fabric of wishful seams
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Writer(s): Michael Vitale
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