Letras: Michael Feinstein. Look Over There.

How often is someone concerned with the tiniest thread of your life?
Concerned with whatever you feel and whatever you talked
Look over there, look over there, somebody cares that much

How often does somebody sense that you need them without being told?
When you have a hurt in your heart you're too proud to disclose
Look over there, look over there, somebody always knows

When your world's spins too fast and your bubble has burst
Someone puts himself last so that you can come first

So count all the loves who will love you from now till the end of your life
And when you have added the loves who have loved you before
Look over there, look over there, somebody loves you more

So count all the loves who will love you from now till the end of your life
And when you have added the loves who have loved you before
Look over there, look over there, somebody loves you more