Paper in Fire

                                  She had a dream

And boy it was a good one

So she chased after her dream

With much desire

But when she get too close

To her expectations

Well the dream burned up

Like paper in fire

 

Paper in fire

Stinking up the ashtrays

Paper in fire

Smoking up the alleyways

Who's to say the way

A man should spend his days

Do you let them smolder

Like paper in fire



He wanted love

With no involvement

So he chased the wind

That's all his silly life required

And the days of vanity

Went on forever

And he saw his days burn up

Like paper in fire

 

Paper in fire

Stinking up the ashtrays

Paper in fire

Smoking up the alleyways

Who's to say the way

A man should spend his days

Do you let them smolder

Like paper in fire



There's a good life

Right across the green fields

And each generation

Stares at it from afar

But we keep no check

On our appetites

So the green fields turn to brown

Like paper in fire

 

Paper in fire

Stinking up the ashtrays

Paper in fire

Smoking up the alleyways

Who's to say the way

A man should spend his days

Do you let them smolder

Like paper in fire