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 O think twice, it’s just 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 trying
Oh think twice, it’s another day for you and me in paradise O think twice, it’s just another day for you You and me in paradise
O 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 'cos she didn’t fit in there
Oh think twice, it’s another day for you and me in paradise O think twice, it’s just another day for you You and me in paradise