Little by Little
When I was just a teenager learning about God
All the angels and the Savior, all the things that I am not
My teacher was so handsome as he babbled about mass
He was asking me a question and I was staring at his smile
And I act as though I've heard him but I know he sees right through
He says, "How many disciples were there?"
I say, "Like, two?"
He says, "Girl you better listen or it's off to Hell with you"
And I nod my head
As little by little I'm distracted again
Little by little I'm distracted
So I found myself a fellow and I built a home in him
With a chimney and a door where I could let my worries in
But love is just as cruel and as fickle as the wind
I was living in a dream while he was riding on a whim
And I act as though it's painless but I think it's clear to see
My heart is on the pavement and my pants around my knees
He says, "Nothing really matters, everything must run its course"
And I say, "Okay"
As little by little he is driftin' away
Little by little he is driftin
I am driving in the sunlight down on Jasper Avenue
The stoplights are all green & red, but everything looks blue
And I think about that man that I once loved and I once knew
And wonder where he's gotten to
There's a plastic bag above me, it is dancin' in the air
An old woman on the sidewalk, she's got cotton candy hair
And I've got so much left to see before I get it right
But little by little I am trying to try
Little by little I am trying
All the angels and the Savior, all the things that I am not
My teacher was so handsome as he babbled about mass
He was asking me a question and I was staring at his smile
And I act as though I've heard him but I know he sees right through
He says, "How many disciples were there?"
I say, "Like, two?"
He says, "Girl you better listen or it's off to Hell with you"
And I nod my head
As little by little I'm distracted again
Little by little I'm distracted
So I found myself a fellow and I built a home in him
With a chimney and a door where I could let my worries in
But love is just as cruel and as fickle as the wind
I was living in a dream while he was riding on a whim
And I act as though it's painless but I think it's clear to see
My heart is on the pavement and my pants around my knees
He says, "Nothing really matters, everything must run its course"
And I say, "Okay"
As little by little he is driftin' away
Little by little he is driftin
I am driving in the sunlight down on Jasper Avenue
The stoplights are all green & red, but everything looks blue
And I think about that man that I once loved and I once knew
And wonder where he's gotten to
There's a plastic bag above me, it is dancin' in the air
An old woman on the sidewalk, she's got cotton candy hair
And I've got so much left to see before I get it right
But little by little I am trying to try
Little by little I am trying
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Writer(s): Maddie Storvold
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