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This song belong to Phil 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 backHe pretends he can't hear herStarts to whistle as he crosses the streetSeems embarrassed to be there Oh think twice, it's another day forYou and me in paradiseOh think twice, it's just another day for you,You and me in paradise She calls out to the man on the streetHe can see she's been cryingShe's got blisters on the soles of her feetCan't walk but she's trying Oh think twice... Oh lord, is there nothing more anybody can doOh 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'Cos she didn't fit in there Oh think twice...