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