(J.Fluitsma/E. van Tijn/F.Pels/
English lyrics: P. Phiillps Oland)
Publishing Warner Basart Direct

everybody's talking
and fighting to be heard
no-one listens anymore, So no-one hears a word

we eat our breakfast, work all day
hide inside our houses
the center of the universe is getting pretty
crowded

we dream our dreams and cry our tears
look for easy answers
hate what we don't understand, and run from
what connects us

seven billion people
living on a little planet
wonder what we're doing here
but who can understand it

seven billion people
looking for a revelation
could be life's a journey
and not a destination

we agitate and demonstrate
just too many causes
pol-ti-cally so correct, sometimes we grasp
at straws

we fight our tears and in the end
does anything get clearer?
we learn to see what life could be -Iookin' in
a rear-view mirror

love and hate are easy lies
everybody uses
it's hard to lose the things we prize if everyone
refuses

seven billion people
living on a little planet
wonder what we're doing here
but who can understand it
seven billion people
looking for a revelation
could be life's a journey
and not a destination