| Song | The Line (Black Science Orchestra Mix) |
| Artist | Lisa Stansfield |
| Album | Biography |
| 作曲 : Lisa Stansfield/Ian Devaney/Terry Gamwell | |
| 作词 : Lisa Stansfield/Ian Devaney/Terry Gamwell | |
| 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 |
| zuò qǔ : Lisa Stansfield Ian Devaney Terry Gamwell | |
| zuò cí : Lisa Stansfield Ian Devaney Terry Gamwell | |
| 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 |