Another Day in Paradise — Phil Collins

She calls out to the man on the street

Sir, can you help me

It's cold, and I've nowhere to sleep

Is there somewhere you can tell me?

He walks on, doesn't look back

He pretends, he can't hear her

Starts to whistle as he crosses the street

Seems embarrassed to be there

Oh, think twice

'Cause it's another day for you and me in paradise

Oh, think twice

'Cause it's another day for you

You and me in paradise

Think about it

She calls out to the man on the street

He can see she's been crying

She's got blisters on the soles of her feet

She can't walk, but she's tryin'

Oh, think twice

'Cause it's another day for you and me in paradise

Oh, think twice

'Cause it's another day for you

You and me in paradise

Just think about it

Oh Lord, is there nothing more anybody can do?

Oh Lord, there must be something you can say

You can tell from the lines on her face

You can see that she's been there

Probably been moved on from every place

'Cause she didn't fit in there

Oh, think twice

'Cause it's another day for you and me in paradise

Oh, think twice

'Cause it's another day for you

You and me in paradise

Just think about it

Think about it

It's just another day for you and me in paradise

It's just another day for you and me in paradise, paradise

It's just another day for you and me in paradise

Just think about it

Paradise

Just think about it

Paradise, paradise

Paradise, paradise