there were people on the moon last night probably on their way to mars there s people under the ocean and a hundred stories up dreaming about the stars but everybody s on the move ain t nothin we can t do nothing we can t buy or build to make these dreams come true but it ain t worth nothin without love it ain t worth nothin without real love these days it s a crime not to be beautiful it s a crime not to be young it s a crime to be different from everyone else it s a crime not to always have fun well that s ok except of course that none of it is true the real crime is how they have divided me from you because it ain t worth nothin without love it ain t worth nothin without real love i don t know what it was it was some kind of primitive dream i saw all these prisoners of counterfeit love in the world they were finally set free  there were people on the moon last night probably on their way to mars there s people under the ocean and a hundred stories up dreaming about the stars now everybody s on the move ain t nothin we can t do nothing we can t buy or build to make these dreams come true but it ain t worth nothin without love it ain t worth nothin without real love it ain t worth nothin without love love love love it ain t worth nothin without real love