Текст песни Paper Chase

You can't erase the paper chase

She'll make you players in the bright merry morning

She'll run and hide and leave you the paper

Promises behind her as she runs across the square

You can't win the race, she will set the pace

You'll hear her laughing just behind the foolish fences

Throw back the gate and find the piece of paper

Lying on the curbstone but the lady won't be there

And later in the day, you will be searching for a way

To let her know, you're ready for her little game to end

'Cause it's getting dark and then
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You'll see her face, a glimpse of lace

And you'll go running through the last sweet dying day dreams

Calling her name but she's been home an hour

Laughing at the mirror and she combs her paper hair

And later in the day, you will be searching for a way

To let her know you're ready for her little game to end

'Cause it's getting dark and then

You'll see her face, a glimpse of lace

And you'll go running through the last sweet dying day dreams

Calling her name but she's been home an hour

Laughing at the mirror and she combs her paper hair