I used to sing to the walls as if it mattered, just how the song got sung. But now I know, the world is busy, too busy to care ‘bout right or wrong. So I’ll sing to the world: my one chance to get it right. Cause I got hope, and I got rhythm; that’s all I need tonight. Is it the weather, changing of the season? Maybe it’s just these lockdown blues. We’ve been lonely, feels like forever: Can’t deny we’re hurting, me and you. Guess I’ll go on home singing to the harmony ringing in my head. It gets quiet round here early, Soon the choir will go to bed. So let’s sing to the world, our one chance to get it right. Cause we got hope, and we got rhythm, and that’s all, all we need tonight. that’s all we need tonight.