Paper Sun (Live)

So you think you're having good times

With the boy that you just met

Kicking sand from beach to beach

Your clothes all soaking wet

But if you look around and see

A shadow on the run

Don't be too upset because it's just a paper sun

Ahh Paper

Sun Ahh Paper

Sun In the room where you've been sleeping

All your clothes all thrown about

Cigarettes burn window sills

Your meter's all run out

But then again it's nothing

You just split when day is done

Hitching lifts to nowhere hung up on the paper sun

Standing in the cool of my room

Fresh cut flowers give me sweet perfume

Too much sun will burn

When you're feeling tired and lonely

You see people going home

You can't make the train fare

Or the six pence for the phone

And icicles you're crying

From your cheek have just begun

Don't be sad good times are had

Beneath the paper sun

Daylight breaks while you sleep on the sand

A seagull is stealing the ring from your hand

The boy who had given you so much fun

Has left you so cold in the paper sun

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