Art Garfunkel

(Jimmy Webb)
You cant erase the Paper Chase
Shell make you play it
In the bright merry morning
Shell run and hide
And leave you the paper promises
Behind her as she runs across the square
You cant win the race, Shell set the pace
You will 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 wont be there.
Later in the day,
Youll be searching for a way
To let her know youre ready
For her little game to end
Cause its getting dark, and then-
Youll see her face, a glimpse of lace
And youll go running
Through the last sweet dying daydream
Calling her name, but shes been home an hour,
Laughing at the mirror
As she combs her paper hair
[ Paper Chase Lyrics ]