Traffic - Paper Sun

So you think you're having good times
With the boy that you just met (paper sun)
Kicking sand from beach to beach
Your clothes all soaking wet
But if you look around and see
A shadow on the run (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 (paper sun)
Cigarettes burn window sills
Your meter's all run out
But then again it's nothing
You just split when day is done (day is gone)
Pitching lips to nowhere, hung up on the paper sun

Ahh Paper Sun
Ahh Paper Sun

Standing in the cool of my room
Fresh cut flowers give me sweet perfume (too much sun will burn)
Too much sun will burn (too much sun will burn)
Too much sun will burn

When you're feeling tired and lonely
You see people going home (paper sun)
You can't make the train fare
Or the six pence for the phone

And icicles your crying
From your cheek have just begun (just begun)
Don't be sad, good times are had
Beneath the paper sun

Ahh Paper Sun
Ahh 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

In the paper sun
In the paper sun
In the paper sun
In the paper sun