| Song | Paper Sun - 2010 Remaster |
| Artist | Traffic |
| Album | Revolutions: The Very Best Of Steve Winwood (Deluxe) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Lyrics:Winwood/Capaldi Music:Winwood/Capaldi | |
| Well you think you had a good time | |
| 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 |
| Lyrics: Winwood Capaldi Music: Winwood Capaldi | |
| Well you think you had a good time | |
| 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 |
| Lyrics: Winwood Capaldi Music: Winwood Capaldi | |
| Well you think you had a good time | |
| 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 |