Carrie's a cold one, colder than the winter sun I should warn you, you better dress for it And I'm not the only one that thinks so Beauty is skin deep, and yes, she is thick-skinned But what's that for virtue? (chorus) You want her to say some, say something, say anything, Or say nothing at all... Say some, say something, say anything, Or say nothing at all...
She's browsing for postcards, staring back at the covergirls on the magazines Even the clerk is checking her out She's unaware that she owns the scene Though everyone goes out of their way for her And all her life reads like some fairy tale But her world is so frail What did I tell you, she never looks out her window to see the setting sun You tell her the skies are blue, she'll say the storms will come Because every day is rain, every day is rain...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
