Steve Winwood Lyrics

Steve Winwood Lyrics

"Paper Sun Lyrics"

Real Love Lyrics
(By Climie, Noel and George) Real love, real love, real love This is real love This is real love Real love, real

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
Pressure's On Lyrics
I'm in a deep depression Face of self-control Shown to the world of confident Pray your fears won't show Cry Break
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

Sta
Poor Boy Lyrics
Well it’s a poor boy, a poor boy It’s a poor boy who lost his mama It’s a poor boy who lost his father It’s a poor bo
ding 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
Nineveh Lyrics
[Jenkins/Stevenson/Silverman] Come hither in a weakened state In my name you're bound to make some enemies Score and one b
heek 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




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