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,
It s another day for you and me in paradise.
Oh, think twice,
It s just another day for you,
You and me in paradise,
Just think about it.
She calls out to the man on the street,
He can see shes been crying,
She s got blisters on the soles of her feet,
She can t walk, but she s trying.
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,
Because she didn t fit in there.
Oh, think twice,
It s another day for you and me in paradise.
Oh, think twice,
It s just another day for you,
You and me in paradise,
Just think about it.
