Sandra

She can see right through me

She knows what I'm about

To Sandra there is no doubt

And I can see right through her

I know it is absurd

Still the answer is overheard

She'll stay in her lane

And I'll stay in mine

We're acting like it's alright, fine

She's got her reasons

And I've got my pride

So the answer stays out of sight

When I won't talk to Sandra, Sandra

Something is wrong

But I gotta hold on

I won't talk to Sandra, Sandra

[but?] Sandra won't talk to me

She'll stay in her lane

And I'll stay in mine

We're acting like it's alright, fine

I know she's got her reasons

But I've got my pride

So the answer stays out of sight

When I won't talk to Sandra, Sandra

Something is wrong

But I gotta hold on

I won't talk to Sandra, Sandra

[but?] Sandra won't talk to me

And when she moves down

[Beneath the misty wall/believe the missed you all?], I say

Let it all shine

And when she moves down

[Beneath the misty wall/believe the missed you all?], I say

Let it all shine

Something is wrong

But I gotta hold on

I won't talk to Sandra, Sandra

[but?] Sandra won't talk to me

Something is wrong

But I gotta hold on

Sandra, Sandra

[but?] Sandra won't talk to me