Sandra St. Victor
Sandra St. Victor
Sandra St. Victor
Sandra St. Victor
Sandra St. Victor
Sandra St. Victor
Sandra St. Victor
Sandra St. Victor
Sandra St. Victor
Sandra St. Victor
Sandra St. Victor
Sandra St. Victor
Sandra St. Victor
Sandra St. Victor
Sandra St. Victor
Sandra St. Victor
See that little girl hangin' by the window
Lonely, incomplete, that's how it feels to love frivolously
I take a walk around the way I see his glance, under different circumstance
I might say hey
But this time, I'm goin' bout my way
Patiently l'm still holding out until
Won't waste time on the wrong ones
There's a right one for everyone, for real
It's gonna be sweet and so deep forever we infinitely
That's what I'm about holding out, holding out for my baby
Living here on my own gets hard being alone
But an easy score or revolving door, that's not what I want thought about hanging with you for a while
But you got so many girls that's just not my style
So gonna and be free, that's just not me it's not me, hey