Living on a paper sun Cause you're living on a paper sun Blind to all the damage done Waiting for the tide to turn All your dreams have come and gone There's not a reason why you've come undone There's nothing left to justify, this can't go on There's

'Cause it's not too late Sometimes a man, he gets carried away, When he feels like he should be having his fun And he's much too blind to see the damage he's done Cause sometimes a man must awake to find that really he has no one So I'll wait for you and