Текст песни Lisa Stansfield - The line

Текст:

(L. Stansfield/I. Devaney/T. Gomwells) I look at the sky to where my future's lying And I almost start to cry Blinded by the sun I'm trying to hold onto The very last of precious time Then I start to thinking what a mess we're making And it won't get better by & by Well we can paint it up and make it pretty but We cannot overstep the line Chorus: We cannot overstep We cannot overstep the We cannot overstep the line So many baby's arms with nothing to hold onto But just a precious flake of life You think you care about them They think you care about them But thinking's only wasting time If we really want to say the things we want to It takes a bigger man to try Well we can paint it up and make it pretty but We cannot overstep the line Chorus Well politicians sit and pretend they give a shit while Little men go out to die The only arms they're hugging are the ones they're running Later to be justified I say I don't mind You say you don't mind But what about the babies and what about the sunshine Well we can paint it up and make it pretty but We cannot overstep the line Chorus Say I don't mind You say you don't mind But what about the babies and what about the sunshine Well we can point it up and make it pretty but We cannot overstep the line Chorus

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