People

Bright lights, big city
On the street below, there's a blue Mercedes
Follow that car as it drives on out
To a picket fence lot on the edge of town
County line, there's a man on a tractor
Raising up corn and a family after
The sun goes down, it's supper and grace
It's a big old world, at the end of the day

We're all just people
Working hard, putting food on the table
Throwing up prayers and tryna stay faithful
Long as we're able
We're all just human, making mistakes
And love is what we do, man
Just doing the very best we can
'Cause on the other side, He ain't checking labels
We're all just people

No matter where your sun rises
It's gonna rain, it's gonna shine
We're gonna live, we're gonna die
And we all just wanna leave something behind
Heart to have, a hand to hold
A safe place we can go
To plant a seed and watch it grow
There's a thousand names for what we call home

We're all just people
Working hard, putting food on the table
Throwing up prayers and tryna stay faithful
Long as we're able
We're all just human, making mistakes
And love is what we do, man
Just doing the very best we can
'Cause on the other side, He ain't checking labels
We're all just people

From a million miles away (miles away)
Oh, we all just look the same

We're all just people
Working hard, putting food on the table
Throwing up prayers and tryna stay faithful
Long as we're able
We're all just human, making mistakes
And love is what we do, man
Just doing the very best we can
'Cause on the other side, He ain't checking labels
We're all just people

Yeah, yeah
We're all just people