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 .....