You may have a tabloid life
To pay for all your friends
You maybe a suburban wife
With your white picket fence
You maybe a suit and tie 
Paying off your high rise rent
But when it all comes down
When it all comes down baby
When it all comes down to it

Doesn't everybody want the same thing
To be loved
Doesn't everybody want the same thing
Why isn't that enough
Doesn't everybody want the same thing

You maybe a night shift waitress
To send your kid through school
You maybe a stubborn doctor
Pushing for the cure
You maybe a bitter divorcee
Wondering what you saw in her
But when it all comes down
When it all comes down baby
When it all comes down to it

Doesn't everybody want the same thing
To be loved
Doesn't everybody want the same thing
Why isn't that enough
Doesn't everybody want the same thing

When it all comes down
When it all comes down
When it all comes down to it
Doesn't everybody want the same thing
To be loved
Doesn't everybody want the same thing
To be loved
Doesn't everybody want the same thing
Why isn't that enough
Doesn't everybody want the same thing
To be loved 
Doesn't everybody want the same thing
Doesn't everybody want the same thing