ANOTHER DAY IN PARADISE P. 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 EMBARRASED TO BE THERE. OH THINK TWICE, 'COS IT'S ANOTHER DAY FOR YOU AND ME IN PARADISE, OH THINK TWICE'COS IT'S ANOTHER DAY FOR YOU, YOU AND ME IN PARADISE. THINK ABOUT IT. 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, 'COS IT'S ANOTHER DAY FOR YOU AND ME IN PARADISE, OH THINK TWICE'COS IT'S ANOTHER DAY FOR YOU, YOU 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 FACE, YOU CAN SEE THAT SHE'S BEEN THERE, PROBABLY BEEN MOVED ON FROM EVERY PLACE, 'CAUSE SHE DIDN'T FIT IN THERE. OH THINK TWICE, 'COS IT'S ANOTHER DAY FOR YOU AND ME IN PARADISE, OH THINK TWICE'COS IT'S ANOTHER DAY FOR YOU, YOU AND ME IN PARADISE. JUST THINK ABOUT IT THINK ABOUT IT. IT'S JUST ANOTHER DAY FOR YOU AND ME IN PARADISE IT'S JUST ANOTHER DAY FOR YOU AND ME IN PARADISE AD LIBITUM SFUMANDO