Music: Frank Wildhorn Jack Murphy and Ivan Menchell
Look at how they crawl around, upon the ground like little ants
Yes but how they fascinate, Confusing fate with what is merely chance
Isn't it a laugh?
Isn't it a shame?
Thinking there is someone in heaven to blame
Yes, but even while blaming fate for the lives that they lead
They hope for the lives that they need
Living every day, till the day they die
Never getting answers
Yet still asking why
Going through the motions as if there will be a reward
While we stay eternally bored
They're only human, they don't see
Who they are is who they'll always be
Only human, after all
So they push and they shove
With this thing they call love
Till they fall
Isn't it a farce?
Isn't it a waste?
Struggling to face what can never be faced?
Yes, but maybe death can release something more than we share
I really don't know and don't care
They are only human, standing still
Doomed to live pushing boulders uphill
Only human, after all
So they give and they take
Hoping someone will help break their fall
They will pray, curse, live, die
Never knowing their truth is another man's lie
Eat, sleep, love hate
Like a leaf blowing in the wind
Watch them all vacillate
They're only human, they can't see
All the years they could give you and me
Only human, after all
So they give and we take
Till their silly hearts break
Looking down from above
I'm intrigued by their love
So let's call