Besedila: Martina McBride. Wild Angels. A Great Disguise.

(even stevens/hillary kanter/greg barnhill)

People talking, think I'm all right
Think I'm doing fine
Goin' through the motions of my life
Go to work now every mornin'
Yeah I play the part
And hide away the contents of my solemn heart

But when the sun goes down
And the moon is high
I can't control the flood of all these tears inside
And if they only knew
They'd be so surprised
I'm just a good pretender in a great disguise

Keep 'em guessin', keep 'em laughin'
Build that wall up high
As long as they don't see the other side
You've really done it
Done a number, a number on my soul
But I'll be damned if I'll ever let you know

But when the sun goes down
And the moon is high

There's no way to hide the truth from me, myself, and i
Yeah, I wear it well
Though it ain't my size
I'm just a good pretender in a great disguise

I'm not one to show emotion
Like some fools I see
I won't wear my heart out on my sleeve
I don't miss you
Not for a moment
I'm gonna be okay

Words of wisdom spoken
By the light of day

But when the sun goes down
And the moon is high
Your memory pulls me under like a strong riptide
I'm still in love with you
It's all smoke and lights
I'm just a good pretender in a great disguise
I'm just a good pretender in a great disguise