作曲 : Bobby Caldwell/George Perry
Standing on a catwalk baby
I'm about to come undone
And things are hard to change with this empty gun
Out here on a catwalk baby
Can't you see my hands are tied
To make a stupid move could mean suicide
They were rolling the dice, but I never thought twice
{of the ace I would hide)
But when I tried to leave, it fell from my sleeve
(now I'm trapped on this catwalk outside)
Now I'm on a catwalk babay
Keeps me in a rotten mood
But who could catch their breath at this altitude
Standing on a catwalk baby
I'm about to come undone
And things are hard to change with this empty gun
They were rolling the dice, but I didn't think twice
(of the ace I would hide)
But when I tried to leave, it fell feom my sleeve
(now I'm trapped on this catwalk outside)
They were rolling the dice, but I never thought twice
(of the ace I would hide)
But when I tried to leave, it fell from my sleeve
(now I'm trapped on this catwalk outside)
They were rolling the dice, but I never thought twice
(of the ace I would hide)
But when I tried to leave, it fell from my sleeve
(now I'm trapped on this catwalk outside)