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 got too close to her expectations

Well, the dream burned up like paper in fire

Paper in fire, stinkin' up the ashtrays

Paper in fire, smokin' up the alleyways

Who's to say the way a man should spend his days?

Do you let it 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, stinkin' up the ashtrays

Paper in fire, smokin' up the alleyways

Who's to say the way a man should spend his days?

Do you let it smolder like paper in fire?

There's a good life right across this green field

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, stinkin' up the ashtrays

Paper in fire, blowin' down the alleyways

Who's to say the way a man should spend his days?

Do you let them smolder like paper in fire?

Paper in fire, stinkin' up the ashtrays

Paper in fire, blowin' down the alleyways

Who's to say the way a man should spend his days?

Do you let them smolder like paper in fire?

Paper in fire