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 embarrased 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

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 .....

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

'cos she didn't fit in there

Oh think twice .....