If the grain in the wood of that kitchen table could talk
He could read it like a book he's memorized every part
But it don't say a word and his microwave dinner is cold
God never made one of us to be alone
A waitress cleans counters chapel doors listen and wait
A trooper paces town like a dog on a back yard chain
While the kids hanging out down by the river are getting stoned
God never made one of us to be alone
And if you'd never found me
You'd find someone you thought was like me
I'd find someone to remind me of you
And so on and so on and so on
They don't light the roads they don't name and that's why they're so dark
And everyone of us here is carrying some hurt in their heart
And though a heart can be broken it can not, it can not turn to stone, no
Because God never made one of us to be alone
And if you'd never found me
You'd find someone you thought was like me
And I'd find somebody to remind me of you
And so on and so on and so on
And so on
And so on and so on and so on and so on and so on
She pulls the car to the side of the road, turns off the radio
And in the good and the bad of their love she finds a glimmer of hope
She dials his number, he answers, said, "Baby, please, please come home"
She says, "God never made one of us to be alone"
