Phil Collins – Another Day In The Paradise
She calls out to the man on the street«Sir, can you help me?It’s cold and I’ve nowhere to sleepIs there somewhere you can tell me?»
He walks on, doesn’t look backHe pretends he can’t hear herStarts to whistle as he crosses the streetSeems embarrassed to be there
Oh, think twice, ‘cause it’s another day for you and me in paradiseOh, think twice, ‘cause it’s another day for youYou and me in paradise
Think about it
She calls out to the man on the streetHe can see she’s been cryingShe’s got blisters on the soles of her feetShe can’t walk but she’s trying
Oh, think twice, ‘cause it’s another day for you and me in paradiseOh, think twice, it’s just another day for youYou 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 faceYou can see that she’s been thereProbably 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 paradiseOh, think twice, it’s just another day for youYou and me in paradise
Just think about itMhmThink about it
It’s just another day for you and me in paradiseIt’s just another day for you and me in paradise (para-paradise)ParadiseOoh, just think about itParadiseJust think about it (para-paradise)ParadiseMhm, paradiseParadiseJust another day








