Carrie’s a cold onecolder than the winter sun
I should warn youyou better dress for it
And I’m not the only one that thinks so
Beauty is skin deepand yesshe is thick-skinned
But what’s that for virtue?
(chorus)
You want her to say somesay somethingsay anything
Or say nothing at all…
Say somesay somethingsay anything
Or say nothing at all…
She’s browsing for postcardsstaring 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 youshe never looks out her window to see the setting sun
You tell her the skies are blueshe’ll say the storms will come
Because every day is rainevery day is rain…