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 surprised if its 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 its 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 your crying
 From your cheek have just begun
 Dont 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