Donna Martin: Listen
Little White Lie
(Donna Martin)
down in the belly of your deepest fear your
heart's just pumping for a chance to get near
something bigger than life
better than you've ever known
and you thought if you owned a little piece of shade
you could sit back in it like you had it made
isn't it always something pulling you down the road
you buy genuine leather in a custom fit
we say yeah yeah you look good in it
and for a little while you feel just a little more bold
then you catch yourself in the rear view mirror
and realize just where you've steered
and you wonder how long ago you lost control
everybody's trying to sell you paradise
you work a couple jobs just trying to pay the price
well isn't it ironic that the finish line
is the distance of a little white lie
one step to touch what's gold
two steps to leave what's old
three more to step into the muse
one hand to hold the light
two arms to hold on tight
to everything you've got to lose
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