Thank you.
She calls out to the man on the street.
Sir, can you help me?
It's cold and I've nowhere to sleep.
There's somewhere you can tell me.
He walks on, doesn't look back.
He pretends he can hear her.
Starts to whizzle as she crosses the street.
Seems so barbarous to be there.
Oh,
think twice,
cause it's another day for you in paradise.
Oh,
think twice,
cause it's another day for you,
you in paradise.
She calls out to the man on the street.
He can see she's been crying.
She's got bracelets on the sides of her feet.
She can't walk, but she's crying.
Oh,
think twice,
is this another day for you in paradise?
Oh,
think twice,
it's just another day for you,
you in paradise.
Just think about it.
Is there nothing more anybody can do?
Oh,
no.
There must be something you can see.
You can tell from the lines on her face.
You can see that she's been there.
Probably been worn down from every place.
No, she didn't fit in there.
Oh,
think twice,
is this another day for you in paradise?
Oh,
think twice,
it's just another day for you,
you in paradise.
Just think about it.
Just think about it.