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
If I acted on the way I been feelin' would the silver turn to gold?
Would a harvest from my heart find it's season for my karma sutra soul?
Does the true light of love come in flashes?
Make it come down like molasses rain
I'm not jumping in a wave that just passes
Why can't love be like molasses rain? yeah ooh ooh
Isn't jumping off a bridge free falling, does it have to be a blur?
Busy trippin' trippin' missin' what I'm missin' the epiphany occurs
Take the slow train to my destination, watch the scenery along the way
Every sign you need is at each local station, take your time when you touch mе
There's a reason why wе keep chasing morning, trying to mend our hearts in vain
That we'd ever catch the moral to the story
I think that love is chasing pain