Girl with the world in the palm of your hand,
it seems no one knows the truth
and if she said so, wouldn't it hurt.
She could lose her dream, her pride her youth.
So she finds a stranger to share some time with
to hold her close unlike her friends.
She could tell him of all her desperation
and never have to face him again.
Pouring out her heart, everything that pains her
all her hopes, secrets, fears and anger
wasted on the stranger.
Tell tale soul when the lovin's over.
The words settle like dust on the pillowcase
into the ears of one who couldn't care.
She's lost in their meaning, lost in a maze.
For a moment she wonders the price she pays
giving what's inside away for free.
Copyright 1990 RFA