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 backyard 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 And I'd find somebody to remind me of you And so on, and so on, and so on Well they don't light the roads They don't name and that's why they're so dark And every one of us here is carrying some hurt in their heart And though a heart can be broken, it cannot, it cannot turn to stone 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 her 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, saying "Baby please, please come home" She says, "God never made one of us to be alone"