Letra The line Lisa Stansfield

The line

I look at the sky to where my futures lying
And I almost start to cry
Blinded by the sun Im trying to hold onto
The very last of precious time

Then I start to thinking what a mess were making
And it wont 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 babys 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 thinkings 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

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Well politicians sit and pretend they give a shit while
Little men go out to die
The only arms theyre hugging are the ones theyre running
Later to be justified

I say I dont mind
You say you dont 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

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Say I dont mind
You say you dont 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)