Paperchase - Paul Weller

Paper chase, paper chase

You can’t see the light that’s in your face

Paper chase, paper chase

You dressed in the cloak that you have made

What y’say?

Paper planes, paper planes

Flying too close to the solar flames

Paper chains, paper chains

Was earth not enough for you?

No, the earth wouldn’t do

Beaming like a cat that has strayed too far

Showing off your tail in an old back yard

Moving slinky, slide in your fruitless search

Tentatively out in space, paper chase

Paper chase, paper chase

You can’t see the love that’s taking place

Paper chase, paper chase

You can’t hear the words at all

While you’re in your free fall

Sneaking in the night like a low down dog

Barking at the moon that has given you up

Merging into black 'til you can’t be seen

Moving at a different pace

Paper chase