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...