One, two, three, four.So you think you're having good time With the boy that you just metSticking sand from beach to beach Your clothes are soiling wetBut if you look around And see a shadow on the runDon't be too upset because It's just a paper sunA paper sun A paper sunIn the room where you've been sleeping All our clothes are thrown aroundCigarettes burn windowsills Your meters all run outBut there again it's nothing You just split when day is doneItching lips to nowhere Hung up on a paper sunA paper sun A paper sunStanding in the cool of my room Fresh cut flowers give me sweet perfumeToo much sun will burn Too much sun will burnWhen you're feeling tired and lonely You see people going homeYou can't make a train fare On the sixpence for the boatAnd icicles you're crying down Your cheek have just begunDon't be sad good times are had Beneath a paper sunA paper sun A paper sunDaylight breaks while you sleep on the sandA seagull is stealing the ring from your handThe boy who'd given you so much fun Has left you so coldIn the paper sun In the paper sunLeft you so coldIn the paper sun