Lyrics:

Now, young lady's been writing songs, well, since she came from Saskatchewan a few years ago. She writes them beautifully and she sings the beautifully, and she looks beautifully at the camera too. Here's Joni Mitchell, and here own song: 'Just Like Me'

He's so independent
He acts like he couldn't care less for us all
He's someone's descendent, their child
But he'll never acknowledge their call
He's afraid to be loved
And I know he's afraid not to be
And he'll laugh and he'll cry
And someday he'll die
Just like me

Just like me, he's settling a score
With a world that wants a reason every time you turn around
Just like me, he's looking for a door
Standing open, saying welcome, come and lay your troubles down
Just like me

I've seen him look hungry for someone
To tell him 'You're doing just fine'
The songs that he's sung me
Have loneliness woven between every line
With no strings to hold him
I guess he could call himself free
Yes, he's free to be lonely and empty and wrong
Just like me

Just like me, he's settling a score
With a world that wants a reason every time you turn around
Just like me, he's looking for a door
Standing open, saying welcome, come and lay your troubles down
Just like me