Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Paper Chase, artist - Richard Harris
Date of issue: 31.12.1967
Song language: English
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 |
You’ll see her face, a glimpse of lace |
And you’ll go running through the last sweet dying daydreams |
Calling her name but she’s been home an hour |
Laughing at the mirror as 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 daydreams |
Calling her name but she’s been home an hour |
Laughing at the mirror as she combs her paper hair |