Bobby Caldwell — Catwalk

[Refrain] Standing on a catwalk, baby I'm about to come undone And things are hard to change With this empty gun [Verse 1] Out here on the catwalk, baby Can't you see my hands are tied To make a stupid move Could mean suicide [Chorus] 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 [Verse 2] Now I'm on this catwalk, baby Keeps me in a rotten mood But who could catch their breath At this altitude [Refrain] Standing on a catwalk, baby I'm about to come undone And things are hard to get changed With this empty gun [Chorus] 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 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 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 [Outro Instrumental]