Phill Collins: Another Day In Paradise

/Phill Collins/

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
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
Can't walk but she's trying


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


It's just another day
For you and me
In paradise...