Paper Sun

So
you think your 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 Your
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
there again it's nothing You
just split when day is done Pitching
lips 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