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 them smolder

Like paper in fire



He wanted love

With no invovlement

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



Chorus



There is a good life

Right across the 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



Chorus