Fools knockin' on my door, calling out my name Tellin' me to change my ways but I know Two hands in the fire won't put out the flame Yeah, I got your number, I know your game
So why should I lay it on the line? Everybody's got a vision, everybody's got a plan You tell me lies, you look me in the eyes But honey I would rather stand out in the rain
Fools lying in my bed, laughin' in my head Telling me my dream's gone cold but I know One city of angels, it ain't goin' put out my flame Ooh, my love is a fire, no one can tame
So why should I lay it on the line? Everybody's got a vision, everybody's got a plan You tell me lies, you look me in the eyes But honey I would rather stand out in the rain
Why should I lay it on the line? Well, everybody's got a vision, everybody's got a plan You tell me lies, you look me in the eyes But honey I would rather stand out in the rain
Everybody's got a vision, everybody's got a plan You tell me lies, you look me in the eyes But honey I would rather stand out in the rain
Compositor: Diane Birch ECAD: Obra #8259973 Fonograma #12151269